"Just your type? Come on then, at least give us a name." Nio was intrigued, this was such juicy gossip...
Eun started to feel sorry for the man... "Should I say or should you?" He decided to tease instead...
Stella chuckled slightly, "It'll be more fun if you all saw her, right?" Stella gave them sufficient bait.
Mou's eyes darkened. It wouldn't be at all! He had become slowly obsessed with this man here and now he would be showing off a woman to him? He hoped he could control himself...
Cerim also hoped Mou could control himself, he prepared himself to make a mess if Mou did something over the line...
Of course, Chris and Nio were already on the fishing pole being reeled in. So when the door knocked shortly after, they couldn't keep their eyes away from the door.
Stella stood up and opened the door. "Apologies for being late. I had some bitches keeping me company." Nio's face immediately lost interest.
It was replaced with a pale, and gaping mouth. "S-S-Sis?" He managed to stumble out as the familiar figure of his sister walked in.
Emily looked like she had just gotten away from one of her socialite parties. She wore a dark blue mermaid dress. Sticking to her figure, the color-matched her expressive eyes, and her smile kept men looking...
"Oh? So my little brother isn't busy today?" Emily gave a 'sisterly' smile to her brother.
But he wasn't afraid of his sister. No, in this situation he was shooting daggers at the bastard who dared to call his sister his type! 'Damn bastard! Stay away from my dear sister otherwise you won't be meeting your children in the future.' The message was clear.
Eun could barely keep his laugh inside, while Chris was silently appreciating Emily...
"Take a seat, my lady." Stella gentlemanly offered the seat next to her.
Emily lightly giggled and sat down. Stella ordered for her and the conversation continued...
Nio wasn't in the mood to talk with his so-called friends anymore. One was hitting on his sister, while the other was appreciating her, and the other was laughing at his misfortune.
Then the nagging started. "Look at Stella here, he is gentlemanly enough to open the door for me and order, while my own brother sits on his ass and looks at me like I'm a monster, how pitiful am I?" Nio's head was spinning at the constant abuse...
After the conversation got better, the door opened to multiple women along with the manager.
*Cough* "Apologies to interrupt masters, I hope you enjoy our hospitality." The manager gave a wide smile as he offered the best the establishment had.
There were 6 women lined up for them. The original plan was for each to have one each... But the manager spotted another woman in the room...
"Alright." Cerim shooed the manager away. Not wanting to expose Emily's identity in a gentleman's club...
The 6 women were all pretty in their own right, none had excessive makeup on and all had revealing clothes. They had curves in the right places and had a gentle look on their faces.
The women started to gravitate to them. Mou had a cold expression and explicitly asked for the woman to go to another. So he had none.
While the others had one each... Including Emily.
"I never expected this place to have such kind people. This master thanks you for your extended hospitality." Stella gave a smile as she let her partner sit beside her.
The woman blushed slightly, they were used to being used by the rich. Not being complimented, but being thrown away when used. They didn't care about their feelings... But this man was extremely warm and nice to talk to...
While Nio was in a foul mood, he blew off his woman over to Chris, while Eun enjoyed some quiet drinking...
Emily wasn't one to be embarrassed in such situations. In fact, she was probably more open than most of the women working in this environment...
"You are quite beautiful, The perfume you use is also relaxing, how would you feel doing something else tonight?" Emily got quite physical with her woman very quickly...
They weren't used to serving a lot of women but couldn't afford to offend their clients. The woman was surprised but decided to harden her heart...
"I understand ma'am." She gave a smile as she accepted the offer.
The club had rooms especially for people of their stature to do as they wished, as long as it was consensual anything was fair game...
Nio's expression was as dark as ash. As he drunk himself stupid, he started to notice something quite strange...
For a man so flirtatious and open Stella kept contact to an absolute minimum... In fact, Nio started to notice that Stella actively avoided contact all together!
They had gone to this type of establishment for a reason... Mou wanted to confirm Stella's preference. So Nio suddenly thought that maybe, just maybe. The two men could have a chance...
Mou eyes were completely clear as he mainly watched Stella's every action, his smile. His relaxed posture... His active movements to avoid the woman. He took in everything...
"Hey Mou, how is the company at the moment?" Emily asked as she took the liberty to sit her woman on her lap.
"We are expanding slowly." Mou gave a short answer.
But this was him being nice, he would never answer those questions to just anybody, the Pold family as extremely accepting of him and Cerim when his parents died, he owed them a debt that others couldn't comprehend...
Emily nodded. "That's good, I do recommend you to take some time off, rest is good as well, you are wealthy enough for this lifetime, why work yourself to death?" Emily gave her advice.
The underlying tone was to not overwork, as per usual, Emily was extremely warm to those who she liked. But cold to those she didn't, it was in the Pold genetics...
Mou nodded slightly, noticing that the room had gotten slightly colder...
All of their eyes fell on to the source of the cold. "Master... May I?" The woman who was sitting by Stella... Was now on her lap, hinting something quite clearly.
Even Nio shivered. 'This... This pressure! How pissed is he?' Nio was quite receptive to people's emotions, something that helped in the underworld... But now, he was sweating for the woman on Stella's lap.
Stella's eyes were completely clear, but she lost her flirtatious look. It was replaced by one of utter disgust, like she was being touched by something revolting...
The woman's hand moved on Stella's leg... Her eyes were slightly hazy. As she looked at the incredibly handsome man in front of her.
"Get off." Stella's voice came as surprise to everyone in the room.
The woman didn't seem to care. Continuing to move her hand over her thigh...
Stella's eyes turned dangerous, extremely vicious and full of bloodlust. "Get. Off." Stella's voice this time was certainly more expressive...
The woman looked at Stella. "But, master..." It was her duty to serve him, right?
Stella finally lost it. She rose her hand, looking like she would push her off... But no, she grabbed her by her neck and clenched her hand.
"I ordered you to get off. Do you dare defy? I wonder who gave you the guts." Stella stood up, with the woman in her clutch.
She was taller than the woman slightly, looking down on the woman with overwhelming bloodlust finally made the woman realize the mistake she made...
"...Ah..." She couldn't breathe at all, the grasp was so tight and overwhelmingly strong. As she struggled to break free...
*Cough* Emily lightly coughed, the situation was looking bad. Now she knew to never piss off this man...
All of the men learned something tonight, Stella certainly wasn't clean. The bloodlust he showed wasn't just a normal person being angry. But now they had to get out of this situation...
"I recommend listening to your patreons. Otherwise, they will do exactly this, get out. Don't let me see you again." Stella slowly realized that she had outburst her anger. Oh well...
She released the woman who fell to the floor gasping for air. She crawled out of the room and ran as far away as possible...
Stella sat back down and started drinking like nothing happened. But this situation had confused Mou.
When they previously drank together, Stella was open to being touched by a woman, but why was there such a big reaction this time? Was he taken? Was he angry? Was he not in the mood? What was going on?
The atmosphere slowly turned back to what it was, with Stella staying away from the conversation, and the other woman not daring to touch the man who almost killed their colleague in front of them...