Sultan arrived at the airport in Polanco, Mexico city under the name SALIM HAMADAN, appearing to be an average rich man, who wants to get into quick money making, he was told to meet a guy, the guy in turn collected a huge amount of money and in turn gave him a name and an address of a club where he will meet the man, the man named Dim Sonny was half Korean and half American, he was to be his starting point in joining the mafian and in the process get close to Black Mamba or he should say Lailah.
Late in the evening Mexico city was bubbling as if it’s just in the afternoon, Sultan took a cab and showed him the address on a piece of paper, the driver gave him a question look for some seconds, and then turned to drive.
They soon arrived at the club, “good luck, you will need it, new guy” the driver said in his thick British accent and drove off before Sultan could ask how he knew he was new, Sultan shrugged and headed to the door of the club being guarded by two huge bouncers,
“who are you” one of them asked Sultan as he approached the entrance, Sultan showed a paper to him, the two exchange look and opened the huge door to him, he entered to see the huge place in action with a lot of activities going on, apart from the disco lights, there were strippers doing their thing with 5 to 6 poles around, then a live band with dancers on stage, scantily dressed girls carry a tray of different drinks to seated customers, smokers doing their thing, a lot of things too, then the bar which Sultan headed straight to and sat down,
“hello welcome to Dimmy club, what can I get you” a bar maid asked,
“I will have some cocktail please, no alcohol”, the bar maid nodded and set to make it, Sultan entered the club by 11pm but the clubbing was just getting started.
He sat there for almost an hour watching as the club was in action and how some men came in and went out with armed guards, paving the way for their master or lord, as he stood when he has the decided to go deep in to the club to meet Dim sonny, people around started scuttling sideways and he was pushed a bit, just when the music was turned off ,he turned to see the reason behind all this and the sudden quietness, when his eyes landed on her walking with two guards before her and after her on the aisle they suddenly made, it was Lailah who was popularly known as Black Mamba, the king of hell,
she was wearing a thigh length fitted red short gown, which was a polyester material but hard tiny encrusted black diamonds on the material, it was long sleeved, high neck and yet so majestic and alluring, her hair was loose and wavy, black with some touch of golden brown or one will say streaks, then heeled booths,
she wore no makeup but yet looking so beautiful and yet dangerous, Sultan can already feel the kind of fear and the respect they have for her and some even admiration, and just like that she passed by him.
He felt today was a lucky day because he doesn’t even have to try so hard to see her,
Some minutes later when everything was back in action again, he headed to the door Black disappeared into, he went through to find a long corridor, with doors to rooms on each side, three to four maid carrying drinks passed by him and each smiled at him, after all Sultan is good looking, he gave them each a slight nod and walked ahead to the end of the corridor, there he saw a spiral stairs leading down, he took the stair down and appeared in front of a door and two armed men were by the door,
“you can’t go in” one of the men coldly said, “Tanashi sent me to Dim”, one of the man checked him out for some seconds and then went in, he came out after some seconds and motioned to Sultan to follow him in,
They went through the door to appear on a short dark corridor and on reaching it, the man kind of pushed Sultan in and closed the door, Sultan turned to see a huge sitting room in coffee and cream deco, with guards in black standing around and in the middle were sofas, on the sofas were a Korean looking guy of not more than 45, another Spanish man of not more than 50 years and then there she was as beautiful as ever, with her legs crossed, and was working on her phone, it took Sultan ounce of strength to not call her name out and crush her in a hug, he then noticed the Korean motioning to him to come over and he did,
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