This Readington family is indeed part of the mafia; they play both sides of the law in Europe and are extremely wealthy. Truly richer than kings!
And the most respected man in the family is this King!
Bennett East, a name that strikes fear in the hearts of many, a name many women eagerly pursue.
His methods, character, and strength are all well-deserved.
In country M in Europe, whether in the underworld or the legal world, everyone who sees him must respectfully call him King.
"King, sir, our girls are all waiting for you!" the madam chuckled, her voice soft, "King, to be honest, tonight’s girls have all just been bought with huge sums, they’re all very clean."
"Those girls have never even had a boyfriend... They’re easy to train~~ you know."
Bennett’s eyes were slightly cold, yet even with such a cold demeanor, he was like a walking air conditioner, chilling wherever he went.
Although he appeared cold, his heart was burning hot.
There was a surge of heat in his heart that refused to disperse!
When he covered Eva Nightingale with a blanket, he got a bit too close, the unique fragrance of her young girl’s scent wafted into his nose, and he left the room with a lingering desire~~~.
He only wanted to get rid of that woman.
Absolutely no feelings for her, and certainly nothing would happen between them!
To prove he was normal, he came to the bar to find a woman, not to touch her... Yes, if he stayed at the villa, he might have been unable to sleep in the middle of the night and would have gotten up to rush to her room...
Who knows what might have happened at that time!
After all, she is the leader of Bennett’s group.
Her status is quite significant.
Even if he keeps her hidden away, it’s not about possession, but simply to torment her stubborn nature!
Thinking of this, he glanced down at his hand.
There was still a deep bite mark on his index finger, a result of impulsively putting his hand in her mouth to tease-~ her, only to find she bit down with all her strength.
The damned woman, she nearly bit his finger to the point of bleeding!
They say the fingers are connected to the heart, and the pain brought him to a cold sweat, yet he uncharacteristically did not punish her at all.
"King, please have a seat," the madam said, "I’ll bring the girls in."
"Hmm," Bennett coldly responded.
He walked over and sat in the most prominent spot on the leather sofa.
His legs casually crossed over one another.
Even his casual seating exuded the aura of a king.
The bodyguards had to politely wait outside the door.
Soon, the madam brought in a group of women.
The young girls had graceful figures, most with long hair reaching their waists, draped like a black waterfall over their shoulders, their eyes lively and teeth bright.
They seemed no older than 18 or 20.
At such an age, they are in the prime of their lives.
"King, sir, virginity, mistress, or surrogate, any choice is yours..."
Leaving money aside, a financial giant like King never runs short; instead, if the madam successfully introduces a couple of little sisters to him, perhaps in his delight, he’d make them rich and prosperous.
"Good evening, Mr. Bennett," the girls greeted with smiles.
The private room was set with ambient mood lighting, accentuating the atmosphere.
The girls glanced over and saw a man with a tall, upright figure, and exceptionally handsome, strikingly good looks.
Yet his aura was icy cold, giving off a vibe completely abstinent and unapproachable.
Rumor from the madam had it he was the Dark Night Prince ruling over Europe, commanding respect from both the underworld and the legal world.
This man truly wielded immense power and wealth.
Chapter 1373: 1732: Even Willing to Be Kept as a Lover
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