Kaede glanced between the couple, her eyes calculating. "May I speak to you in private, Sanhua?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.
Chen Sanhua looked at his wife, then back at Kaede. "Of course, Madam Nishihara."
Once they were alone in a nearby room, Kaede closed the door. She turned to face him, her eyes locked on his. "You have a difficult path ahead of you," she began, her voice soft yet firm.
She moved closer to him, her body mere inches from his. "But you're not alone, I am here to guide you."
His eyes widened, his body tensing. "Guide me... how?"
She leaned in, her lips grazing his ear. "By becoming your mentor, and perhaps... something more."
His breath hitched, his eyes locked on her. "You... you would do that for us?"
She pulled back, her eyes gleaming with a mix of desire and manipulation. "No, Sanhua, I would do that, for you and only you. I will help you lead your family, and together, we will rebuild what has been lost."
His body was close to hers, their breathing synchronized. "I... I don't know what to say."
She reached out, her fingers brushing his cheek. "Say yes, Sanhua. Allow me to help you, and together, we will bring your family to greatness."
His eyes locked on her, his body trembling. "Yes, Madam Nishihara. I trust you."
As he spoke, she pulled him closer, her lips crushing against his. Their kiss was intense, filled with passion and desire. Their bodies pressed against each other, their tongues entwining in a passionate embrace.
She broke the kiss, her eyes locked on his. "Welcome to the family, Sanhua," she whispered, her voice thick with lust and manipulation.
Just as he tried to pull her closer, she pushed him away, her eyes locked on his. "Not here, Sanhua," she said, her voice low and sultry.
His body was still tense, his desire evident. "Then where, Madam Nishihara?" he asked, his voice hoarse from their passionate embrace.
She sauntered over to the large four-poster bed, her eyes never leaving his. "Here, in your.... brother's bed. But remember, Sanhua, you're not the only one who gets to decide."
His eyes followed her, his body still trembling with desire. "I... I understand, Madam."
Once on the bed, she allowed him to get over her. He began to undress her, his hands trembling with anticipation. He pulled her shirt off, revealing her lacy bra, his eyes wide with desire. He unfastened her bra, her breasts springing free, his breath hitching as he took them in.
He bent down, his lips wrapping around her nipple, sucking it gently. She moaned, her body trembling from the sensation. His hands moved lower, unbuttoning her pants, sliding them off, revealing her wet pussy.
He positioned himself between her legs, his cock throbbing with need.
But she didn't let him have his way completely. As his cock moved closer to her pussy, she stopped him. "Not yet, Sanhua," she whispered, her voice thick with desire.
His eyes met hers, his body trembling from the anticipation. "Then... then what, Madam?"
She smiled, her eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and manipulation. "We'll save that for another time, when you've proven yourself worthy of my bed."
His body tensed, his cock throbbing with need. "Worthy... of your bed, Madam?"
She nodded, her eyes locked on his. "Yes, Sanhua. Worthy of my bed, my heart, and my help in leading your family to greatness."
After ensuring Sanhua had left, Kaede swiftly dressed herself, her mind whirling with the new information. As she stepped out into the entrance hall, she found Zhang Xingwei leaning against the wall, his eyes watching her with amusement.
"Ah, Madam Nishihara, I see you've found yourself another plaything," he said, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.
She raised an eyebrow, her eyes meeting his. "And what if I have? Is there a problem, Xingwei?"
He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with mirth. "No, no, not at all. I was just wondering about your intentions. It seems you've taken quite a liking to him."
She smirked, her eyes locked on his. "I do what I must, for the future."
His laughter grew louder, his eyes scanning her body. "Oh, I have no doubt about that. But I must say, you're one heartless woman, Madam Nishihara."
She didn't flinch, her smile never fading. "And what if I am? The world is a cruel place, Mr. Zhang. One must do what it takes to survive."
Zhang Xingwei's expression changed, his tone becoming more serious. "There's something else you should know, Madam Nishihara."
She raised an eyebrow, her eyes locked on his. "And what would that be, Xingwei?"
He leaned closer, his voice low and confidential. "Your little game with Chen Sanhua won't be as easy as you think."
Her eyes narrowed, her body tensing. "And what do you mean by that?"
He smirked, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and warning. "It seems Zhou Xiaojie is pregnant, but the father isn't Chen Sanhua, but Chen Kaiteng."
Kaede's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with a mix of surprise and satisfaction. "Ah, a valuable piece of information indeed, Xingwei. Thank you for sharing it."
His smirk grew, his eyes locked on hers. "You're welcome, Madam Nishihara. I'm here to help."
She nodded, her mind racing. "Indeed, you are. Now, we have a new plan."
His eyebrows arched, his eyes questioning. "And what would that be?"
"We'll abduct Detective Fujiko Ikari first thing tomorrow. She's the Vixen, we'll put an end to things," she said, her voice decisive.
He nodded, his eyes locked on hers. "Agreed, it seems like the perfect plan."
With that, she turned to leave, her body tense with determination. "Until tomorrow, Xingwei."
He watched her go, his eyes scanning her body. "Until tomorrow, Madam Nishihara."
When Fujiko entered the dimly lit apartment, she was greeted by the unmistakable scent of stale whiskey and the faint aroma of cigar smoke. The Bartender stood behind the bar, his weathered face illuminated by the flickering neon sign outside.
"Well, well, look who decided to grace me with her presence," he grunted, his voice rough and hoarse.
"You know, Fujiko, you could have just sent a message. No need to come all the way out here," he added, his eyes never leaving her.
She crossed her arms, her eyes meeting his. "My apologies. I had some news to share."
His eyes widened, his body tensing. "News? What kind of news?"
She smiled, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "The mission was a success, Chen Kaiteng is dead."
His grin grew, his eyes locking on hers. "About time that snake got what he deserved. So, who's going to take over his empire?"
"I don't know yet, but I'll find out," she replied, her voice confident.
His laughter boomed through the small space, the walls shaking with the force. "Well, whatever happens, I'm sure you'll handle it with your usual flair."
The Bartender hobbled over to the bar, pouring two glasses of whiskey. "To a job well done, Fujiko. This calls for a celebration."
He handed her a glass, his eyes locked on hers. "Drink up, love."
As she took a sip, he moved closer, his body pressing against hers. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer. "You know, I've been wanting to do this again once you got better."
His lips crushed against hers, their kiss passionate and intense. Her body responded, her lips parting, their tongues entwining in a sensual embrace.
As they continued kissing, his hands moved further, reaching the hem of her skirt. He slid it up, his fingers running along her stockings, his breath hitching as he felt the smooth fabric against his skin.
She moaned, her body arching from the sensation. His fingers moved higher, reaching the edge of her panties, teasing the sensitive skin beneath.
His lips moved from her mouth, trailing kisses down her neck, his tongue licking the salty taste of sweat and salt from her skin.
She whimpered, her body trembling from the intensity. "I... I can't..."
His fingers moved, slipping inside her panties, his finger rubbing her clit. "Can't what, Fujiko? Can't admit you want me too?"
Her body shuddered, her hips bucking against his hand. "Y-yes... I... I want you," she gasped, her voice hoarse from their passionate embrace.
He smirked, his eyes locked on hers. "Good, because I intend to make you mine."
With that, he lifted her off the bar, his hands carrying her towards the bedroom. Their bodies crashed onto the bed, their moans and groans echoing through the room.
He began to undress her, his fingers deftly removing her clothes, revealing her naked form. His eyes widened, his breath hitching at the sight of her body. "Perfect," he murmured, his voice low and sultry.
He lowered himself onto her, his cock throbbing with need. "Are you ready for me, Fujiko?"
She nodded, her eyes locked on his. "Yes, Bartender, I'm ready."
As he thrust into her, their bodies connected, their moans and screams filling the room. Their passion was intense, each movement a testament to their desire for each other.
They continued, their bodies moving in perfect harmony, their passion growing with every thrust. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her body lifting off the bed, their connection deepening.
As she wrapped her legs around his waist, their bodies moved in perfect sync, their passion intensifying with each thrust. His cock throbbed inside her, his body tensing with each deep plunge.
Their moans and groans filled the room, the sounds of their passion echoing off the walls. Her nails dug into his back, her body trembling from the intensity of their coupling.
He growled, his body shaking from the effort. "Fujiko, I'm close... so close."
She nodded, her eyes locked on his. "Me too, Bartender."
Their bodies continued to move, their passion building towards its climax. His thrusts became harder, his cock pounding into her, their bodies slapping together with each movement.
Suddenly, her body convulsed, her orgasm hitting her like a wave. She screamed, her voice hoarse from the force of her release. Her muscles clenched, her pussy squeezing him tightly, pulling him deeper into her.
He followed soon after, his cock throbbing, his orgasm exploding inside her. His body shook, his seed filling her, their connection complete.
Their bodies collapsed onto the bed, their heavy breaths the only sound in the room. As they lay there, their hearts raced, their passion spent but their connection undeniable.
"Fujiko," he whispered, his voice hoarse from their intense coupling. "We have a problem."
Her eyes met his, her breath hitching at the seriousness in his voice. "What is it?"
His eyes widened, his body tensing. "Sergeant Kim... she was abducted last night." He paused, his voice low and serious. "That means your turn is next, Fujiko. And I don't want you to go."
Her eyes met his, her body tense, her voice firm. "I have to, I can't let them hurt you or anyone else."
"But there has to be another way," he pleaded, his eyes locked on hers.
She shook her head, her eyes gleaming with a mix of resolve and sadness. "No, there isn't. Kaede Nishihara has most likely figured it out that I'm the Vixen. If I don't go now, they'll just come later, it's inevitable really.."
His protests grew louder, his voice filled with concern. "Fujiko, please, don't do this."
She moved closer, her lips brushing his forehead. "I'm sorry, I don't want to leave you like this, but I have to protect you."
As he tried to hold her back, she managed to knock him out, his body collapsing onto the floor. She quickly gathered her clothes, dressing herself in haste.
"Please, forgive me," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion, as she fled the apartment.
With each step, she knew what she was doing was risky, but she had no choice. She had to protect those she cared about, even if it meant putting herself in danger. The fate of the Vixen hung in the balance, and she would face it head-on, no matter the cost.