His Ruthless Love
Nodding their heads, Albert and Jackson mingle into the club and I am once again left alone with him.
“I am counting on you, kitten. Do not fuck it up!” he warns.
With a nod, I sprint away in search of our target, Mr. George Wang.
Walking around for a few minutes now, I spot George at the bar with a few ladies swooning over him.
He looks exactly as discussed. In his fifties, grey hair, muscular body still got that body fit, looking wicked.
As I take in a breath, I hear his raspy voice through my earpiece which was covered by my flowy long locks.
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