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163. The Game Is About To Get Tougher
Franco chuckled, deep and amused. “Fifty billion dollars?” he repeated, raising a brow.To him, that kind of money was laughable. He could give that away on a random Tuesday and never think twice. He was filthy rich—a fucking trillionaire. Fifty billion wasn’t even a dent in his empire.He strolled calmly toward the wine shelf, picked up a crystal glass, and poured himself a generous serving.He looked up at Chief Santos with a smirk. “You’re really offering that just to keep me out of the game? For that amount of money?”Chief Santos nodded slowly, his expression strangely sincere. “That money means nothing to me, Damien. If you want more, I’ll double it. I just don’t want to see your health destroyed. You're the first person I’ve truly loved since my wife left me... and took my kids.”His voice cracked slightly, but he didn’t let it linger. He straightened his shoulders and kept talking.“I gave up on love after that. That’s why I joined the Lioness’ Den.”Franco took a sip of his w
162. $50 Billion. Back Off From The Game!
Franco gave Chief Santos a cold, unreadable look as he watched the man’s erection grow right in front of him. He wasn’t homophobic—far from it. He just didn’t like being forced into anything, especially not this.“Come on, suck the dick already,” Chief Santos whispered, gripping Franco’s hair roughly and trying to guide his mouth toward the stiff, pale cock with its flushed pink tip.Franco didn’t budge. His head remained still, his eyes unreadable, sending Chief Santos spiraling deeper into lustful frustration.“What the hell are you waiting for, Damien?” the Chief demanded, voice husky and urgent. “Suck my dick... I’m in the mood already. Please don’t ruin it for me... okay?”Without warning, Franco straightened up and calmly stepped back, his tone steady and almost too polite.“I’m sorry... but I can’t do this.”Chief Santos jerked his shirt down, covering himself as his expression twisted into one of disbelief and fury.“What nonsense are you talking about?” he snapped. “You were
161: Is Franco Gay?
As the Chief and the ladies glared straight, Chief Santos added, “Are you the sex agent?”Dyesi and Mrs. Nathan exchanged confused glares as they looked at Chief Santos.“What sort of question is that? Don’t you know how your sex agent looks like?” Mrs. Nathan asked, brows furrowed.The Chief turned to them, slightly shrugging. “How would I know? I am not the person doing the recruitment! I have someone who recruits the boys for me. So, I am not in the wrong to ask him if he’s the real sex agent.”Before them was Franco, standing with his hands at his sides. He held his posture firm—like a bonafide warrior. Or better yet, a bonafide sex machine.“Alright then, Chief. You should get going already!” Dyesi said, stepping aside.The Chief turned to them again and flashed a seductive grin. “Don’t miss me too much. I’m gonna be back for another ride!”They all smiled and waved at him.“Come on, Chief. You should get going already. You don’t wanna be late for tonight’s show! Plus your player
160. The Sex Agent!
Oliver and Michael quickly rushed up to the lounge to see what Muna had asked them to come and see.Getting there, it was Franco.He had just arrived at the mansion and was now in the vicinity where Chief Santos's sex agent’s car was parked. They saw him on the surveillance screen, sneaking his way toward the car.Michael shook his head as he watched.“Franco has to be careful. If he gets caught, all of our plan will blow right on our faces!”“Someone should dial him up!” Muna said, turning quickly to them. “We should call him and inform him beforehand to be very careful!”Michael was already reaching into his pocket to dial Franco’s number when Oliver suddenly said, “Wait!”They all paused and looked back at the screen.Franco was now right beside the car, knocking gently on the tinted window.He knocked again. This time, the person inside had no choice but to press the window glass down.The man inside was striking — tall, well-built with big muscles, a broad chest, and a bold prese
159. Forming A Triangle
Franco’s eyes darted to the screen. His chest tightened. It was true. Everything Michael said—every painful word—was true. He dropped his bag and spun around to leave, but a gentle hand caught his wrist.Muna held him back, her eyes soft with concern. “Where do you think you’re going, Franco?” Her voice trembled slightly. “You can’t just walk in there and risk your life. What if something happens to you? How are you supposed to survive that? How are we going to stay with you if you don’t make it back?”Franco turned to face her, cupping both sides of her face. His thumbs brushed her cheeks tenderly as he gazed into her eyes. “Don’t worry about me, Muna,” he said, his voice low but steady. “I’m doing this for you… for us. I need to save us.”Her lips parted, but her voice caught in her throat. She blinked back the emotions building behind her lashes. “But you’re putting yourself in danger, Franco.” Her tone cracked. “We’ve been through so much already. Isn’t this enough? There has to b
158. Franco's New Plan
Franco blinked, confused by the unexpected hug. Muna too looked startled, and even Oliver had a puzzled expression.But Michael, unfazed, gently pulled Muna away from Franco with a grin.“Nowadays, women don’t shake hands with men,” he said. “They hug them!”Laughter broke the awkwardness. Franco joined in, chuckling, but Michael held onto the moment longer than the rest.To everyone else, it looked like a playful hug. But to him, it was something more. He felt her warmth seep into him, her body brushing his, soft and close. A strange electricity rushed through him, and for a second, he got lost in it—admiring her, soaking in the feeling.Then Franco’s voice snapped him out of the haze.“And why are you all watching—” he stopped, eyes locking onto the surveillance screen.Dyesi. Mrs Nathan. And that man.Franco stepped closer, frowning. “What is Dyesi doing at Yana’s place? And Mrs Nathan… what’s she doing with those people?”Muna narrowed her eyes, brows knitting. She moved to the la
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