Shackle Desire Aunt Beautiful
Chapter 40: The Supervisor

Without waiting for an answer. Tanca left the K duo standing like statues with deathly pale faces. The lips of the two men were muddled, the muscles were weakened until the bodies of the two collapsed with desperate gazes.

"Tell me! Everything I hear isn't true, is it?" asked Ano by staring nanar towards the stairs where Tanca was still climbing the stairs one by one.

Kenzo held his own chest. His heart rate was even too fast. Clear hearing, but it feels like a bomb blast. Keano turned her eyes towards Ken, but...

"Kenzo!"

His brother's body was sprawled with blank eyes beyond his. Kenzo's pale face instantly made Ano check for Ken's pulse and roar of breath.

"Thank God, you're still breathing." Ano sighed, then helped Ken get up.

The weak body from shock turned into strength for the sake of his brother. Keano leaves Kenzo's body in the living room. Elsewhere, the farewell just happened.

"Thank God everything was going well, and now it's time for me to do the last step" muttered a woman in oversized clothes stepping into a club from the back door.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Without the woman realizing. If every step of his foot had been watched by someone. From behind the tree, a pair of eyes staring unblinkingly took every moment ahead there. How the woman fondled the back door club keeper and the mischievous touch of the man while bringing his dark guest into the club.

Totally disgusting. Ish my eyes are stained just because of a street rat.~batin the supervisor poked his lips.

Not wanting to lose many moments, making the supervisor leave his hiding place and go around the entertainment building. The heat of the sun was not as hot as it was. Before reaching the front, two buttons of his shirt were opened. Only then was the glass door without an outside guard pushed slowly.

"Hay, Bro!" sweep it by giving a tos like a club boy.

The guard inside welcomed the greeting tos, and was not suspicious of his club guests. The sound of music is not as loud as usual, making the supervisor free to roam with a number of visitors who are only a few.

His steps came to a halt in front of the bartender who was ready to serve. One of his codes, got the bartender close.

"Can I help you?" ask the bartender.

"I'm looking for a friend I can take to the hotel. Is there any?" whispered the supervisor so as not to hear all visitors, but his speech was right on target.

S!al! Why is she like a chameleon. Ck! Ck! Basic lady cheap@n.~ umpat the supervisor in the heart.

"He?! Is there nothing else?" asked the supervisor in disbelief if the woman in the corner who was staring at him like a brownie was ready to pounce.

The bartender took out a hundred thousand from the pocket of his work uniform and laid it on the supervisor's desk. "Bet, if he doesn't satisfy you. Tonight I'll treat you as much as I can, but if you lose. Then prepare the money of ten million as the money of his defeat. How's it?"

"Bro, I'm not against your challenge. Who was afraid," The supervisor winked one eye at the woman who was still faithful to play the wine glass and stared at her.

One blink, made the woman get up and walk over to the supervisor. The bartender chose to stay away and let his guests get a serve first from the most popular woman at his club.

"Vio, take this Master to room one and serve with an exclusive class!" The bartender gave her a finger code so that her beloved woman would pamper her guests without having to leave on her release.

Vio immediately took the hands of his first guest. "Come, Bang. Fin, I have fun first."

The bartender nodded and let Vio take his guest towards the black door with the writing of the manager room.

Five minutes later, the two arrived in a spacious room with a soft mattress and a sweet room-scenting aroma tempting. Haven't said anything yet. His body was pushed until he fell on the bed.

"Hey, sabaar!" said the supervisor, raising his hand, making Vio stop lowering his sleeves and look at his first customer with glazed eyes.

The supervisor woke up with a faint smile. Take the phone out of his pocket and remove his watch. His footsteps walked over to Vio. Of course after putting the goods on the table facing the bed.

"Come on pretty, I'll spoil you in the middle of the drowning twilight." woo the guard, and scoop up Vio's pretty lips.

The hot storm started with a slight rush, making the water come out of the mouths of the two.

The sound that echoed with the creaking of the bed melted into one with the twilight that led to the contest. Struggling with lust and the demands of burning the dim chamber for two hours to three rounds.

A face with a satisfied and cynical smile stared towards the side. Where Vio was sprawled due to his actions. For a moment he stared at his body full of that red stamp. "You're so wild, but not my match. Thanks for your wages. Now my job is done."

The supervisor picked up his clothes and put them back on. Don't forget to pick up his phone and watch. The supervisor's satisfied smile turned into a smirk. One message is typed in, and sent to someone.

"Done." muttered the supervisor glanced at the bed and walked away from the dimly lit room.