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out. Beauty? Punched? We’re in our private room. This is my club among others. I’m a billionaire with tentacles in all industries. I’m a clean one, but I do deal with Mafia sometimes…. I’m Brian Stredge, one of the most wanted bachelors out there, 26, and embody whatever woman’s dream as a man inside out. But, yeah, I’m not a

ng downstairs with my han

t in my fucking heart. Don’t know why. She’s in an angry pace to the stairs on this side, with such a killer body in that outfit that stirs your manhood in the fucking universe…. No, she’s not like the o

rts, but other people as well. He doesn’t make the difference any longer between good and bad people, or what’s right and what’s wrong. No, when you look at him, you wouldn’t say he’s a drug addicted or any of the type he is. He looks like the rest of us, sane and mannered and all that. The painful decision? He’s involved in what I’ve mentioned and also dealing some heavy shit on the Mafia side. Well, yes, we’re Mafia, but there’s always good and bad mafia. Good mafia is under rules and codes, honor and doing clean business

horny bitch…. Nice…. He’s the fifth sworn bro of ours, Jon Dillan, 28, billionaire, with a too young for this environment girl, dressed like a

e out with some wetting her panties in a flood stare in sparkles, and a wanting-to-fuck-me bitch smile. Oh, no, baby bitch. You’re way under my

now. And curiosity builds up in me for where she’s going that furious. Maybe after her boyfriend or something? She has some expensive clothes herself…. And the way she is, her features and stance, she must come from a noble and with status family, not like this bitch over here…. You can’t enter in my clubs if you don’t have a status or someone with a status to get you in.

t now. There’s someone in there that I need to take out.” What? I look at the others with a raise of brows, and they all look at me and then at the door, but the little bitch starts fi

there that has any connection to you.” That’s one of Jon’s men by the v

whatever she’s going to do. I’m gulping the remainder of my whisky and lay back on my spot, crossing my right leg over the other, like a lion on his throne smirking, and waiting

make us force you out…

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eight guys…. And they’re not to joke with…. I’m eye-glued to her in a cocktail of heats in my all as that’s a fucking turn on seeing her and like this. She’s catching her breath with her hands balled

rking and running some wild scenes in my mind with her…. She’s ignoring