
The frenzied sound of the hustle and bustle in that classy nightclub has become commonplace for a Jordan Keizaro, a leader of a group of men from the upper class who have a fondness for doing criminal things and such are hedonistic.
Jordan Keizaro, if you meet him it would be nice not to look for trouble with that one man, Jordan can do anything that even people can not think of just for the sake of his own pleasure.
"Hey, Kei." a man patted Jordan on the shoulder, positioned himself sitting right beside Jordan Keizaro, "Tonight you want to spend time with which woman?"
Jordan who was asked not so focused on answering the question from his best friend, Jordan's focus was on every woman who meandered past in front of him in their sexy clothes.
"Kei, how about tonight we play with Dareen's new boyfriend, do you remember that sexy lady last week who he took to his apartment?"
Jordan chuckles because his best friend is still bothering him who is busy looking for his new prey, "You'll see that woman alone I'm not tasteful, she's not my type."
"Give up to you Kei, have fun alone!"
Jordan snorts, he glances at his best friend who steps away leaving him, Jordan actually knows why Julian invited him to do just that, all because of 'bored', ' he said', julian meant not just having sex but also comforting themselves to see the women they used together tormented, crying, screaming helplessly. Like they ever did before.
But Jordan is not currently eager to do that, Jordan is not in a condition to hear the crying memuakan tonight.
Jordan's gaze was shifted to a group of men who shrouded the stage there, on the stage there was a woman dancing sexually, dancing with, unfortunately Jordan felt interested to come there and see the woman curling her body doing pole dance movements.
Jordan was most anti to approach women first but somehow the woman was so lured him to get closer, Jordan threw away all his sense of prestige and stepped closer, he said, he wanted to see the woman move clearly.
Arriving there, some people who realized his presence deftly stepped aside, giving way for Jordan to step closer.
Jordan furrowed his brows as he saw the woman glancing at him, deliberately moving increasingly sensual, and inexplicably it made Jordan feel claustrophobic. The woman's movements were as if slow motion before her, making her adam's apple move up and down each time she downed her own saliva.

Jordan became fantasized about how it would be if the woman danced on it, without a single dress of course.
Jordan growled as he felt down there his pride had hardened, just by seeing the woman dancing Jordan was already like this how would it be if Jordan could spend the night with the woman, it's sure everything's gonna feel amazing.
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"You really don't want to go home with me?" the red-haired man looked at the exasperated woman before him, "I have a fancy car and I can pay you dearly, you should be grateful that a man like me is attracted to a cheap prostitute like you!"
The woman who was the object of the vexation was just grieving, "I am a whore, but I am not a cheap whore. It's not easy to sleep with me, a man like you won't be able to pay me!"
The woman laughed, she looked at the man before her with a look of disdain, "I am Elora. I do not accept that little money."
"How about 1 billion?"
The woman who referred to herself as Elora was surprised, she was surprised because it was not the man in front of her who offered her such a large amount of money, but a male figure who stood not far behind Elora while folding his hands in front of his chest, looked at Elora with his arrogant look.
"1 billion for one night, how?" the man asked again, his question inviting a smile from Elora.
"Deal."
"He-Hey! You should have gone with me instead of that man!" the red-haired man again shouted in disbelief, he had difficulty negotiating but why was it that another man could spend the night with Elora?
Elora again screeched, but she immediately changed her expression, smiled and blinked her naughty eyes. "Maybe next time, you can save up until the time comes, your money isn't enough to interest me."
Elora turned around, smiling sweetly at the man who offered her 1 billion dollars, "Who's your name?"
"You don't know me? Impossible, everyone here knows who I am."
Elora laughed at the man's reply, "Everyone here knows who I am, we are just as famous but don't know each other, what your name is, however we will spend the night together is not possible when we dance in bed later I just mention the name of another person."
The man chuckled, "Famous right, I'm Jordan Keizaro. Youngest son of Zaro Gerdinant, owner of Zaro Corporation."
Elora who was initially smiling suddenly froze, the smile on her lips faded after hearing the name of the man before her. A moment of past memories flashed through his mind, but Elora swiftly smiled back as if nothing had happened. "Call me Elora, nice to meet you."
Again..
Good to see you again Jordan Keizaro.
It's been 10 years, you've forgotten me, the woman you used to break up with your friend.
Welcome to my hell.
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