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off by one of the men who worked for Blake, and she disappeared away from the room immediately; ev

isit meant he had a really bad day. Maybe that was why he asked th

oat just the way he liked it. If only it

isit Lust, one of the greatest strip clubs, whorehouse, just name it. With advanced security, and even if the president were to lodge in here,

s he is, if anyone saw him they all knew better than talking

e she seemed like a bad, innocent lady who had

n sex?" Blake's dark skin friend as

anyone?" The other friend

He has

g cartel business in Asia?" B

bout that in a goddamn c

u're given because of your incapabili

swore under their breath as they chased the

ight? But congratulations, every other Mafia family already knows ab

ow smoking. "You should have been responsible!" He

et because of your dumb asshole!" Blake mentioned as he took a last gulp from the whiskey. "Call

w a bit louder now that h

ere every weekday. Blake thought as he climb

always did, but he ignored her as he walked out of the bui

ht watching a guy shut the door after she

but the particular lady in green seemed just like someone he wanted to

odyguard walked over to him. "Find out about that lady. Every single detail about her." He i

road with Blake resting his head a

e might not be so bothered about her now, or perhaps he woul

s, he was already in the compound where he lived as a billionaire, n

he stopped on his steps when h

on planet Earth, but it seemed like he found som

him as she helped him take off his suit. "Wil

noring her ever-passionate wifely duties

m shirt as he walked in

ristwatch and watching it as though he was a tim

and his wife, Ursula, wal

gain." He warned watching her

was still staring bored at her. Even a strip

led her mouth, he closed his eyes

dy in