WARNING: This chapter contains an explicit scene at the beginning. Reader's discretion is advised. [Rated 18+]
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Meanwhile, during the time when the interrogation was going on…
In a lavishly decorated bathroom, the mafia boss luxuriated in an opulent bathtub filled with banknotes that floated lazily upon the water's surface, forming a liquid throne of riches.
Between his fingers, he cradled a smoldering ganja. The mafia boss took a languid drag of the ganja and exhaled leisurely and the smoke curled sensually around him.
Around the bathtub, a bevy of unclad sirens adorned the room, their allure undeniable as he savored the intoxicating pleasures of his empire.
