Deep love: insatiable lover

It would have been fine for Dylan to get up and leave if he had wanted to.

But Moses was there to persuade him, mentioning not only the Pomar family but also the case SJ had recently been working on. The implication was that if Dylan left now, SJ would not want to be involved in the case.

Moses was so obstructive that Dylan wanted to see what he was going to do.

Then Dylan stopped walking, looked at Moses and said.

-Since Mr. Pomar has put it that way, I would be ungrateful if I insisted on leaving.

-No, no, Dylan, you’re too kind.

Moses was pleased to see that Dylan had finally been immobilised.

Then Moses thought about his plan, and if it worked, there was no way Dylan would ever be so defiant in front of him again. How arrogant Dylan was now, and how much he would pay later.

With that in mind, Moses felt a little more comfortable and winked at the man next to him without saying a word.

Santiago remained motionless, as if he were transparent.

The meal was over and the rest of the evening was devoted to other activities that we all understood.

Moses had already prepared a luxurious room in a club, and once everyone was seated, a fawning manager entered with a line of beautiful women of all kinds, smiling and allowing everyone present to choose.

At this point there hadn’t been too many drinks, the atmosphere hadn’t heated up, and although the men had been tempted to make a move, they had only been able to make a show of it and not really do it.

But Moses knew them all too well.

He looked at the women the manager had brought, checked that they were all the women he had asked for, and immediately told them all to stay.

The director’s face was filled with pleasure.

-Since Mr. Pomar has given the word, everyone will stay here. Remember that there are big people sitting there, so you have to be careful and look after them.

-Don’t worry, manager.

The prettiest of the women said with a smile, her large eyes deliberately scanning the people in the booth, as if searching for a target.

At the sight of Dylan, her eyes lit up. But she had been around entertainment for a long time and she could see at a glance that Dylan was cold and dangerous, so even if she was tempted she would not approach Dylan’s side.

The manager leaves quickly.

Moses looks at the beautiful women standing and says.

-Sit down, everyone, and remember to please your respective bosses around you.

-Yes.

A row of pretty women smiled as they passed to sit among the men, each with a beautiful woman to their left and right.

Just because the most beautiful woman had excellent eyesight did not mean that the others were as intelligent as she was.

Some girls are so self-conscious and love a challenge that they think they will win men’s hearts. He walked slowly towards Dylan as everyone else deliberately avoided him.

She smiled before she spoke, but before she could turn and sit down, Dylan looked at her coldly.

The girl’s smile froze and a shiver ran up the soles of her feet.

He was so startled that it was as if a sharp blade was pressed against his neck, he was so startled that he unconsciously took a few steps backwards and fell straight to the ground.

-Ah!

The situation caused Moses to scowl in disgust.

-What’s wrong with you? Can’t you even walk?

The woman who had fallen to the ground was trembling and could not even utter a word.

Moses winks at the next person and another woman rushes to help the girl on the floor, only to accidentally touch the table and spill wine over Dylan’s body.

It was a disaster.

Moses made an annoyed face, after all, he had organised the event and it was his turn to lose face when so much was going on.

-Come out, boys! How dare you send such a stupid woman to me.

The two women helped each other up and stumbled away.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Moses looked at Dylan and asked with mock concern.

-Dylan, are you okay? Wow, those two women were stupid to mess up your clothes.

-I’m going to the bathroom.

Dylan said and got up to leave.

Moses exchanged another quick glance with Santiago next to him, taking advantage of Dylan’s departure while the others indulged in the seductive style of the woman next to them. The woman closest to Dylan quickly puts something in a bottle of wine.

At the sink, Dylan’s face was as cold as ice.

I would be foolish not to see by now that Moses was up to something.

Picking up the wine from his trousers, Dylan called out to Mateo and then quietly returned to the booth.

Afterwards, Moses asked him to drink again and Dylan patiently cooperated.

When everyone was a little drunk, everyone present showed their true colours.

Some came out hugging the women, others took advantage of their inebriated state and went straight to work on the women around them in the booth. The room was filled with lustful and blushing sounds all around.

Dylan had noticed a change in his body and it seemed that the Moses had taken advantage of his departure to make a small move.

The nerve of it.

Dylan thought coldly in his mind, bitter hostility shining in his dark eyes.

-Dylan, are you drunk? I don’t even see you walking steadily, why don’t you go to the lounge and rest for a while?

Moses said with a worried look on his face.

Hoping to waste a few words, Dylan nodded his head without hesitation.

-Of course.

Moses froze for a moment, but recovered quickly. Smiling, he ordered James, who had been following him, to hand him a card.

-Take my membership card and take Dylan to the lounge to rest.

-Yes.

Santiago approached respectfully and looked at Dylan.

-Mr Dylan, please.

Dylan narrowed his eyes and nodded, following the other man.

The lounge was upstairs and they were soon there.

-Mr Dylan, you can rest for a while and call the reception if you need anything.

Santiago said and turned to leave.

Closing the door behind him, he stood in the hallway, the deference on his face suddenly turning into a strange, spiteful smile. Looking towards the closed door of the room, he reached up and pressed the phone in his hand.

It is about time.

The drug had been specially prepared for Dylan, and was probably already taking effect.

Santiago pulled out his phone and sent a quick text message.

Soon the lift doors open and out of them comes a woman who brushes past Santiago down the corridor.

The two exchanged a furtive glance.