The Seventh Floor - JJK [✓]

FIVE

In Mexico

"Fuck.." The man kept pounding the woman in her late 30s, pulling her hair and choking her, who was crying in pleasure and pain.

"Let me ride you, my lord !!" She pleaded, making him laugh as he slowly went easy with his vigorous thrusts. She gathered her breaths. "Maestro! You're so good." She giggled, kissing him, straddling onto his lap and started riding him.

However, their private moment was interrupted by the insistent ringing of a phone. Seeing the caller ID he received the call, pushing the lady from him who was sucking his lips and bouncing on him. She started doing other acts with him.

Mr. Enzo Charles Castro, known as Carlos, a fearsome mafia boss in his early 50s. He rules seven nations, even bending the government to his will.

Carlos' power is built on fear, his decisions swift and brutal. His chilling gaze strikes terror, and his dark charisma ensnares all who cross his path.

Carlos ruthlessness knows no bounds, relationships mean little to him compared to power. His only daughter Greta's marriage to Park Jimin was a strategic move, strengthening alliances and ensuring his legacy.

The underworld bows to his will, and the nations tremble at his shadow. Charles' grip on the underworld is unbreakable, nations quiver in his presence, and his legacy is one of unparalleled danger and authority.

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Caller: Mr. Charles, reporting in.

Charles: Proceed !

Caller: Mr. Park has secured control over the Federal Trade Commission and the Judicial Cartel.

Charles exhaled heavily, throwing the woman away who was latched onto his cock, making her bewildered as he signalled her to get out. She gathered her belongings and departed, exiting the room. 

Getting to his feet, he activated the call on speaker mode as he smoothly began the process of dressing himself.

Charles: You've summoned me to inform me of his achievements, as if I were oblivious. Am I meant to be impressed?

Caller: I-I apologize, sir. I didn't mean to offend.

Charles: Jimin isn't a puppet master, he is the strings, the stage, and the audience. Our empire thrives under his calculated hand.

Caller: (Almost inaudible) Understood, Mr. Charles.

Charles: Do not waste my time with trivial updates. When you report, bring news worth my attention.