Wang Jian, still basking in the afterglow of his encounter with the Spanish royal family, made his way back to the luxurious hotel suite where his girlfriends awaited his return. As he entered the room, he was greeted by the sight of Jessica, Bella, Emma, Charlotte, and Sarah, each of them a vision of beauty and elegance, their faces lighting up at his arrival.
"Wang Jian," Jessica began, her voice a sultry purr as she rose from the plush couch to greet him. "We've been waiting for you."
He smirked, his eyes roaming over her curvaceous form, taking in the way her dress clung to her body, highlighting her ample assets. "I trust everything has been going smoothly in my absence?" he asked, his tone casual yet commanding.
Bella, her eyes sparkling with mischief, stepped forward, her hips swaying seductively. "The European Police have been poking around, but they haven't found anything concrete," she reported, her voice a soft murmur.
