2024-09-30 19:40:38In the dimly lit room,the sound of music echoed as loud cheers reverberated across the room.
It was the viagra strip club —a p**n home in disguise. Known for housing horny and dangerous high end millionaires and billionaires who seek to find pleasure in the comfort of women. No one dared enter Viagra without a minimum of $20 m in their bank accounts, because $5m out of it, would be used to buy a membership card that takes 3 months to process before allowed full entry. The viagra strip club was the biggest underground strip club in the whole of ceal villa city, owned by the ruthless and coldblooded loan shark, Mr Lethal. Most people in the city knew about the Viagra club and the inhumane things that were going on inside but no one dared talk. Because Mr lethal had bought over all the authorities that could possibly stand in his way. And for years —he had been striving In his inhumane acts. As the club bubbled outside, at the backstage, stood a trembling young lady In a skimpy dress that barely covered her fair skin. Tears rolled down her face, smearing the heavy makeup she was wearing. “Hey you!” A man barked stomping towards her with a makeup brush in his hands. “This is the last time I'm going to retouch that makeup, if you use that crocodile tears to smudge them again, I will report you to Mr lethal” he threatened And at the mention of that name, Benita froze, as cold chills ran down her spine. “Now follow me., you have been paid for” Benita obeyed, naively following the man as they got to a dark hall. “Now, you have to act your best, if you want to make enough money for Mr lethal and be set free some day” The man said, knowing fully. There were no such words as “set free” in the viagra club,they work till they die. Benita walked into a room,the man showed her, her head faced down as her whole body quivered in fear. “Look what we have here” Benita snapped her head up at the sound of the voice, but instantly froze. For a second her heart stopped beating as she stared at the hideous sight before her. They were about 10 half naked men with lewd smiles on their faces, staring lustfully at her. “Shit! This is the new kitten?”one of the men spoke up, a smug smile covering his face. “She's so hot! ” another said, licking his lips. “Now come here”One of the men walked towards Benita and pushed her to the bed, as she landed with a bounce. “I can't wait to devour you ” he grinned lewdly at Benita,loosening his belt In a hurry. Benita opened her mouth to talk, but it felt heavy. More tears streamed down her face as she closed her eyes, waiting for what was worse than death, She had pleaded and pleaded to Mr lethal but all to no avail. Now she was surrounded by 10 men waiting to devour her, —just as they had said. Cold chills ran down Benita's spine as the men grinned lewdly at her , flashing their 32 and hurriedly loosening their belts. . “Please don't do this, I beg you ” Benita finally choked out , her voice barely above a whisper. One of the men cackled “ Beg us?” Did we beg your master when we paid $10k each to have you tonight?” “I haven't had a woman this hot in awhile, so get ready we going to have some fun tonight” Benita struggled to breath, but she couldn't move her body. Where would she run to even if she wanted to? At this point, she had given up as she watched one of the men climb into the bed with a syringe in his hands. A syringe containing the sleeping drugs they were about to give her, so they could use her the way they wanted. “Make sure to give her full dose, I don't want that p***y crying in my ears.” “Please I beg you, don't do this please, please” Benita curled herself into a ball, her heart thumping aggressively against her chest. ”Don't move, Hoe! Or I will inject this in the wrong vein and you will die instantly” The man growled , as he drew closer, his eyes gleaming with lust. He grabbed Benita’s wrist , and placed the syringe close to the supposed vein. Bang! Suddenly, like a flash , a man grabbed his hands, twisting it above his head Crack! The sound of a broken bone echoed across the room Followed by a loud painful groan “Owww!” The room fell into a deep, dead silence, as all eyes stayed glued at the man who had just barged in. Soon enough, one of the men broke the silence, digging out his shiny metal from his pockets. “Who the fuck are you?! ” He roared ,flashing his dagger as he stormed towards the man who stood firmly rooted in the same spot. Undeterred, by the shiny metal coming his way. “I am Andrew Baron!” the man replied nonchalantly, his lips curling into a smirk.
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Chapter 228: Unwanted Husband
Andrew decided he might as well eat first. The voucher was free. It wouldn’t make sense to waste it. And maybe after that—after some warm food in his stomach—he’d go home and forget how strange the day had been.Half an hour later, he found himself standing in front of the hundred floors building. One of the top hotels in Jashem. Even the entrance smelled expensive. A waiter in white gloves had come out before he even asked for help. “This way, sir,” the man had said. And Andrew had followed.He didn’t ask questions. He didn’t want to draw attention. Just a quiet meal. A quiet hour before he returned to whatever his life was.The waiter led him past the glass staircase, past the champagne-colored chandeliers, past people who didn’t look at him, because to them, he wasn’t even there. And just as Andrew reached the section with his table, his eyes moved to the far side of the room.And there she was. Anastacia.He froze. Not because he wasn’t used to surprises. But because nothing abo
Chapter 227: The Plot
In a dimly lit room , Mr. Devon sat in his chair, back straight, hands resting on the armrest with the kind of practiced stillness that came from years of authority. The screen before him flickered with live news coverage, muted but vivid. His eyes didn’t blink much. His mind wasn’t watching the news. It was listening to what it wanted to hear in the silence behind the noise.The door creaked open with a hesitant knock that came too late. One of his men stood there, head slightly bowed, voice clipped short as he spoke. “Dr. Jackson is asking for you, sir.”Mr. Devon did not move his head. His voice was calm. Almost disinterested. “Let him in.”He didn't need to look. He didn’t have to. He already knew Jackson would enter without waiting for permission, as he always did.Jackson stepped in, shoes echoing faintly against the polished floor, and stopped only once he reached the center of the room. His brow was furrowed in a way that made him look important. But Devon could see right thr
Chapter 226: The Wheels Of Revenge
Amik had gotten home that night,his shoulders heavy with the weight of the day’s humiliation. The air inside his penthouse was thick with tension, the silence broken only by the sharp clicks of his polished shoes against the marble floor. His mind replayed the scene at the lounge —Andrew’s cold smirk, the way the other executives had turned their backs as if he were nothing. The memory burned like acid in his chest. His friend, Daniel, was already there, pacing the length of the living room like a caged animal. The television screen flickered with muted news coverage—Amik Corporation’s stocks plummeting, analysts dissecting his downfall with clinical detachment. Daniel’s face was pale, his fingers twitching at his sides as if he wanted to punch something. The moment Amik stepped in, Daniel whirled around, his eyes wild. “What the hell happened, Amik? What did I see on TV?” His voice was a blade, slicing through the quiet. Amik exhaled, his fingers tightening around the glass
Chapter 225 : Had I known Is A Brother To Mr. It's Too Late !
His voice, once proud and sharp, broke down into pleading. “I-I’m sorry,” Amik stammered, hands trembling, “Please… I didn’t know… If I had known… I swear, I wouldn’t have…” He looked up at Andrew like a drowning man begging for rope. “I was wrong. I was so wrong. Please forgive me. Just one chance, just one.” But Andrew didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He didn’t show the rage they had mocked, or the power they had denied. He only looked at Amik with the same quiet calm that had shaken them all to the core. It was that stillness that made it unbearable. “I didn’t know,” Amik repeated, now more desperately. “I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know who you were!” Amik begged harder, his voice growing more frantic. He promised anything, everything—money, favors, loyalty—but deep down, he knew it was too late. It was all his fault . His voice was shaking, words tumbling over each other, but Andrew’s expression didn’t change. There was no mercy in his eyes. He had given him chan
Chapter 224 : Dropped To His Knees
Amik laughed, loud and careless, the sound ringing through the room. “Don’t tell me you actually believed what this lowlife just said?” He tilted his head, smiling as if he had just witnessed the most ridiculous lie of the century. His words dripped with mockery, his voice full of arrogance. He spoke like a man too sure of the air he breathed, too unaware that it could be taken from him. He looked around for agreement, waiting for the others to join in, but his laughter began to echo back at him. The room didn’t laugh with him this time. There was a pause. A long one. Then a voice snapped through the silence like a crack in glass. "He was telling the truth!" one of the men shouted back, his voice cracking with urgency, and instantly, every pair of eyes in the room jerked toward the television mounted on the wall. And just like that, nothing else in the room mattered anymore. The screen lit up with the red-and-white logo of a news station known for breaking high-priori
Chapter 223 : Turn On The Goddamn TV !!
Andrew slowly took the phone away from his ear, his thumb still resting on the screen. He didn’t blink. He didn’t move. His face stayed calm—too calm. But the room around him was not. Suddenly, loud laughter exploded in the air, sharp and mocking. It was cruel. It was on purpose. Each laugh was louder and meaner than the last, filled with pride and disbelief. They weren’t just laughing at what he said. They were laughing at the idea that someone like him could say it and actually believe it. One of them clapped loudly, almost choking in his amusement. “You hear that?! He cancelled the contract,” he managed to gasp, slapping the armrest beside him. “The bloody contract! What’s next? He owns Jashem too?!” Another man snorted and leaned in, eyes glinting with ridicule. “Only the chairman can make that call. And last I checked, the chairman doesn’t wear cheap jeans and second-hand shoes.” The laughter doubled. It wasn’t just sound—it was assault. “You must really enj
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