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Chapter 167 Say it
“865489!!!!” Vincent blared in pain.Maria, clutching to his manhood, squeezed it so tightly that his body jerked in agony. His eyes turned blood-red, too red that anyone watching could have mistaken it for some strange disease. Veins pulsed across his forehead as his breath hitched through clenched teeth.The tension in the room was thick enough to choke on.As the last number rolled off his tongue, Maria heard it instantly.Click.The soft sound of the briefcase unlocking echoed through the air like a victory bell.“It’s opened, boss!” Mark shouted from the other side of the room, his voice trembling with excitement.“Good boy,” Maria murmured with a smirk, patting Vincent’s head as if rewarding a loyal pet. Her tone dripped with mockery and satisfaction.She rose from the bed, her movement sharp and purposeful, and strode toward the table. Every step of her heel against the tiled floor sounded like a countdown to Vincent’s ruin.Mark hurried forward, pulling the laptop out from the
Chapter 166 Sold It
Mark carried it with both hands. The briefcase. Light in weight, yet heavy with consequence.His eyes darted between the case and his boss, sweat beading at his temples despite the air conditioning. He knew what was expected of him. Right here, right now, in Maria's presence, he had to crack it open. No excuses. No failures.He recognized the design immediately. The briefcase was engineered with reinforced steel beneath a deceptive outer shell of carbon fiber composite. Anyone foolish enough would assume they could simply smash through the plastic looking exterior to reach what lay inside. But Mark knew better. The inner core was impenetrable, designed to withstand sledgehammers, drills, even small explosives."They should have something in here that can do it," Maria snapped, her heels clicking against the concrete floor as she positioned herself beside Mark. Her hand moved to her jaw, fingers drumming an impatient rhythm. "Cut the motherfucking thing open. Now.""No, boss." Mark's
Chapter 165 The Strong Hand.
9 hours ago, Maria had prepared for it, every detail mapped out in her mind like a general surveying a battlefield before the first shot was fired.As the Dressers sisters dressed her completely, adjusting the red gown until it fell perfectly against her body, and fetched her her bag, the small designer purse that cost more than most people's monthly rent, she had done it, sent Mark to get a handcuff. Not the flimsy costume shop kind, but real ones, the kind that law enforcement used, the kind that didn't break no matter how hard you pulled.She'd put it into her purse and clicked it shut, the metal weight of it settling against the bottom of the bag like a promise. A secret weapon hidden among lipstick and perfume.She knew what she was going to use it for. And now she was going to use it for the actual purpose she got it for, not pleasure, but power. Total, absolute control.She unzipped his zipper as though she wanted to bring it out, his risen manhood straining against the fabric
Chapter 164 In The room
"Your room, Sir, ma'am," the receptionist bowed as she gestured her hand at the door by her side, her movements practiced and graceful from years of attending to elite guests.They stood in a grand corridor that was adorned with red carpet and grand walls. The plush fabric beneath their feet seemed to swallow sound, creating an intimate silence that wrapped around them like velvet. In between these walls were doors with label numbers at the top of them, each one gleaming in polished brass that caught the warm amber light from the crystal sconces mounted at perfect intervals.Vincent nodded, his expression carefully neutral even as satisfaction hummed through his veins. He had ordered the hotel from Velmoria even before they got on the plane, every detail meticulously planned. During the flight, while Maria had gazed out the window at the clouds, he had reviewed his arrangements three times over.He had seen the picture of the corridor in the photo he saw online. In the same manner, he
Chapter 163 Get Played
“Confirmed, sir. Please follow right behind me,” the receptionist said politely, her tone firm yet courteous.Vincent smiled faintly, glancing briefly at Maria. Her earlier question still lingered in his mind. He wanted to tell her it was nothing, that he’d only admired her. But before he could say a word, the receptionist’s voice broke through his thoughts, pulling his attention back to the moment.He nodded and turned toward her.“Okay, please lead the way,” he replied, his voice calm but heavy with unspoken thoughts. His eyes followed as the receptionist rose gracefully to her feet. Her dark suit hugged her frame neatly, her short skirt revealing smooth, fair thighs that caught the hotel’s soft lighting.He felt his throat tighten. His tongue slipped out, wetting his lips instinctively before he caught himself.He swallowed hard.He liked what he saw, and he knew it. If Maria wasn’t here, he might have already done it.Hit on her.He had done it before. Three months ago, during a b
Chapter 162 Touch Down
Maria stepped down the plane stairs as the cool Paris air brushed gently against her face, carrying the faint scent of jet fuel and morning rain. Her heels clicked softly against the metal steps as she lifted her gaze, her eyes scanning the ground below.Three men stood waiting, tall, polished, and silent, each dressed in sleek black suits, their hands clasped neatly in front of them. Sunglasses hid their eyes, and earpieces glimmered discreetly under the morning light. Their presence alone spoke of power and precision.Maria smiled faintly, her gaze shifting from one man to the next, silently assessing them. They stood beside a glossy black Jeep that gleamed like liquid ink under the Parisian sun.She didn’t need Vincent to tell her who they were. She already knew.They were here for him, his private guards, sent ahead to ensure everything ran perfectly during his stay in France. And as his chosen lady for this trip, she would be going wherever he went.“You like?” Vincent asked, his
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