Delilah smiled at the mirror as she adjusted her gown, ensuring everything was in place. She dressed up for the plan, the moment they had been waiting for. It was a new day, and today marked the beginning of what they intended to accomplish.Paul sat at the edge of the bed behind her, his sharp eyes observing her every move. He was in Delilah’s room at the brothel, watching as she dressed. From the moment she stood naked to the final touch of fabric against her skin, he had not looked away. The dress he had gotten her in the dead of the night yesterday now hugged her figure perfectly.Delilah walked around, admiring her reflection in the mirror. She felt like a beauty queen, confident and alluring. The red gown, slit by the side, revealed her thighs up to her waist. It was a gown designed to seduce men. And who could resist such a sight? A lady with full curves, a figure-eight shape, and perky bosom dressed in a gown that left little to the imagination. Men would not only look twice b

Paul smirked as he saw Delilah and Morries exchange a handshake. "Men are really controlled by what they see indeed." He smirked again as he turned his gaze to the bartender."Another glass of whiskey cocktail, please," he ordered.Right as he was given the glass of whiskey, he received it and gulped it down at a go. He squeezed up his face. The drink had a sharp burning sensation that burned down his throat. But this didn’t stop him from ordering another glass while he turned his gaze back to Delilah and Morries, his curiosity piqued by their interaction.“So, you a politician?” Delilah asked, pretending not to know who Morries was.In her experience of deceit, allowing the victim to tell their own stories by themselves was the best way to make them fall into the trap she had set for them. She had perfected the art of letting others reveal their own truths while she simply listened, gathering the information she needed.How would it work if she declared she knew who he was? Wouldn’t

Hilltonton Luxuries was a five-star hotel in Southlake. When the hotel was established, the pricing of their reservation and lounge and kitchen were too high that the average earners of Vlemoria and Southlake could not afford, talkless of the poor.Only the rich people of Velmoria and Southlake could afford them. This was why in their history of customers, only rich people went there.Now, speaking of Delilah— it was her first time at the Hilltonton Luxuries. She had always craved to go there. To be in their restaurant if she could not afford to go to the rooms. But she couldn’t afford it, even if she satisfied ten customers in a week. So, she used this opportunity of this mission to satisfy her desire.On the flip side, there was Grayson. He was a customer of the Hilltonton Luxuries. Even the receptionist recognised him.He came here more often when he had a new catch to sleep with and satisfy his sexual urge. And in this way, he arrived earlier than Delilah.“Hello.” he smiled to Ju

Stepping into the room, Delilah saw how big and beautiful the room was. However, she could not express her fascination. She just sat on the couch near to the bed.In her experience, men who wanted to have pleasure with women always made the move first. Even when they came to the brothel and used a room in the brothel, the lady would take off her clothes first, but the man had to protrude, initiate the kiss, and so it goes.However, this was a different ball game. She would not wait until he made the first move. She had a motive, and she must achieve it.With that thought, as she sat down on the couch, she took off her earrings. Though she didn’t know how much they cost, she knew they were expensive. Or, would Paul buy something cheap when he knew their mission was to deceive wealthy men into doing what they wanted? These wealthy men are able to know cheap things compared to luxurious things in a twinkle of an eye, yes?Carefully, placing down the earrings carefully into her bag, she t

“Huh? Pardon?” Grayson’s heart raced as soon as Morries threw him the question. He didn’t know how to answer the question. He didn’t know which country he would call for Morries that wouldn’t trigger his suspicion on this. He hated himself for doing this. But his third leg had a mind of its own; hence, it was prompting him to take decisions he wouldn’t take ordinarily on a normal day. “Norway Bradad, sir!” Grayson blurted out. The pause he had given was getting too loud, and if he continued with that, Morries might be suspicious already. “Okay.” Morries nodded his head. And to this, Grayson passed Delilah’s card to him.***One hour after Grayson left his office, Morries rose up and got into his car. “To the White House, please,” he instructed, his voice gentle but firm. “Okay, sir,” answered his chauffeur as he started the car. Hence, they drove to the White House.Upon getting to the White House, Morries waited at the reception area. Alex was currently busy in a meeting with m