NOCTURNAL DESIRES

PROLOGUE 2

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As you know three of our models have been tangled up in scandals all related to the Mori family and are currently missing and through further investigation, we found out that it all roots up from the famous underground club run by the Mori heir "Jin Mori". The club, which is mostly referred to as THE PENTHOUSE, is an underground brothel with both male and female prostitutes and its also a famous Opium Den in the country. I did not want to raise any suspicion so i went to the club with an alias which is one of the missing model's name.

The club was spectacular, as expected of them, the decor, the colorful artwork on the walls and the entire club had a unique ambiance befitting a royal. Everyone there was laughing and enjoying each other's company...a bit too much if i say so since some of them didn't mind going at it where they were seated. It was energetic and busy.

"What can i get you miss?" the bartender asked as he poured drinks for two gentlemen who were busy going at it at the countertop and the bartender didn't mind the scene at all

" Lemon Vodka please." i leaned against the bar as i continued to awe at the marvelous energetic ambiance of the club

" You got it." he smirked as he turned to mix the drink

As i sat waiting for the drink, i couldn't help shake the eerie feeling that someone was monitoring my movements. i looked around and i found nothing suspicious. A man dressed in black signaled at the bartender and he nodded in approval.

" Here you go ma'am. On the house." the bartender slid the glass across the counter with a smile on his face.

"On the house?" I stumbled over my words still trying to figure out what was going on.

"Compliment of the boss." He nodded towards the surveillance camera above him

An unpleasant grin met my gaze at the end of the bar almost daring me to let my guard down. I chugged down the drink and thanked the bartender and asked for another. As he was preparing the drink, i started to notice that my vision has started being blurry. I asked the bartender where the washrooms were and he pointed at the direction which i didn't quite clearly see but i just followed the direction of his hand. I somewhat saw someone shadowing me while i was staggering to get to the washrooms.

My vision still was blurry and i ended up busting into a room was foggy and by the smell of it, it was opium that filled the room.

I locked eyes with a stranger who was seated across the room with his legs crossed. My heart skipped a beat the moment he stood up and started walking towards me. The room, to be specific the table was filled bottles of liquor all emptied and opium cigars and pots were all there.

He was dressed in a white button-up and black khaki pants which was surprising since he was dressed much more formal than everyone who was present in the club. My vision and balance started to quickly deteriorate. I could see the thin fabric of his shirt that did not hide his bulging muscles. I could see scars on his forearm as he drew closer and when he was close, i could hear my heart racing.

His focus was on me as if he wanted to pounce on me like a predator toward its prey. Hos stare was intimidating and though my vision was blurry i could still see his chiseled jaw and a devilish grin on his face.
I felt outmatched and as he drew closer he hovered above me and trailed his slender fingers from my cheek to my lips, to my neck, to my chest. He pulled me towards him placing his hands around my waist
and the other pulled my face towards his and kisses me. The sensation i felt was so electric that i felt electric charge going through me down my spine.