"Let's see how you will handle it, Sir." Justin smiled slightly as he enjoyed the moment.The job would begin in earnest when they met Luca, but if it could be taken care of before they even met him, so much the better.It would save them time, and Webster's orders to send them elsewhere could be carried out more quickly.Justin shifted his gaze from observing Gideon to the bald thug. He saw that the thug seemed unable to control his emotions anymore.The thug's emotions exploded. His teeth clenched hard, his jaw tightened until the muscles in his face bulged. His face turned red, the veins in his temples throbbing visibly. His anger was no longer just a threat, it had turned into something wild and uncontrollable.Liam shuddered at the rage on the man's face, he began to watch his surroundings anxiously because it seemed that the thug could grab and throw anything at them to vent his emotions."Your filthy hands!" he shouted loudly, his voice hoarse with emotion, "how dare you touch

“Let’s teach this little boy a lesson.” With confidence, Bobby’s men stretched their bodies and grinned from ear to ear as if they had found a new toy.Two of Bobby's men moved in unison, their footsteps pounding loudly on the tavern floor. Fists and feet flew without hesitation, confident that Gideon's body would collapse like those before him.They believed they were invincible, and a handsome man like Gideon, with a body like Ken's doll, would not be able to withstand them.Gideon dodged their blows, responding to their game with open hands. He also needed to see how far his body had developed and how fast his motor skills were. While he had the chance, he would satisfy his curiosity further.Finding Gideon continuing to escape them, the men became more excited. They became more determined. "Hey, flower boy. Isn't a salon a better place for you? Don't play in a place like this and go home, you won't like getting dirty." They heated him up with trash talk.Like most fighters out the

“Are there women selling themselves in a place like this?” He looked around the place.He frowned. "Could there be a brothel or something like that here? It seems very unlikely."Gideon was unsure about that. He thought the difference between the city and the village was very clear. City dwellers might do it because of the high cost of living, excessive lifestyles, difficulty finding work, and many other reasons that led women to choose that path in life.But wasn't it different in the village?At least he thought that the girls in the village were still innocent and upheld their dignity. He was sure they had different values in life."Unbelievable." Gideon quickened his pace.He searched for the screams that were starting to sound faint in his ears.Gideon's steps stopped right at the end of a narrow alley lit by dim street lights. The ground was damp, the smell of earth mixed with cigarette smoke stinging his nose. The screams were now clearer, the voice of a woman hoarse with tears

“Do you want to come with me?” He repeated the woman’s question.Gideon stared at the girl with cold eyes. His gaze lingered on Claire’s face for a few seconds, as if assessing every expression, every subtle tremor on her face that she was unable to hide. The night wind blew between them, carrying the scent of damp earth and wet leaves.Gideon looked around. The place was quiet, so quiet that the sound of crickets was louder than usual."Why do you want to come with me?" Gideon finally asked. His eyebrows rose slightly, his voice flat and emotionless.Compared to the evil men who had tried to harm her, Gideon was a stranger. Even though he was helping her, the woman had no reason to trust him so completely.She shouldn't have allowed herself, who was already in danger, to face yet another danger.Claire swallowed hard. Her heart was pounding, but she knew this was her only chance. If she missed it, she might never be able to leave this place.Not only did she have nowhere else to go,

The next morning, Claire woke up feeling strange. She stared at the spacious and elegant ceiling of her room, taking a few seconds to realise that this was not a dream. The soft scent of clean sheets and the morning light filtering through the thin curtains made her chest feel light, yet tense at the same time."I'm still not used to this." She couldn't control her heart, which was beating fast, whether it was excitement or adrenaline rushing through her veins because of something that continued to amaze her.She exhaled as if to get rid of the thing that was making her feel out of control. "All right, I need to hurry." She got up energetically.Today, her first day at work, she wanted to make a good impression on Gideon and show him what she was capable of.That realisation made Claire sit up straight. She looked around the room, then her gaze fell on the large wardrobe in the corner. Slowly, she got up and opened it, only to find it empty. Not a single piece of her clothing was ther