Chapter 152 - Devious Intentions
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As we kept watching over Isla from the sides, the time went by, and the crowd slowly dwindled down as it approached the evening.
Isla and her Brother hit the nearest bar and began to drink heartily... well, at least Isla did. Her Brother couldn't hold his alcohol well and began to retch heavily in the toilet.
Of course, the three of us didn't drink much, but Karime had ordered a lot of snacks, including sunflower seeds and flavored chips, and she ate them and bickered with Lara heavily. And that was when I noticed Isla getting somewhat tipsy.
Being a heavy drinker, it was a surprise to see her getting drunk so quickly. Not to mention that the lethargy in her body looked different from when we had drunk sex together.
As her Brother had gone to retch within the men's toilet, with him not being present at Isla's side, I began to feel troubled as to how to go about protecting Isla from the shadows, when a waitress began helping up the semi-conscious Isla, probably to the ladies' toilet.
I couldn't place a finger as to why, but a weird clutching at my heart made me unable to be able to sit still. Without letting the bickering duo notice, I began to silently trail Isla and the waitress.
I don't know why, but something just feels off about the waitress and the situation in general, which made me unable to leave them alone.
Let's hope that it's just me being too paranoid about things. Yeah, I am just overthinking...
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At the same time, in the back area of the bar, a private member's room was abuzz with noise and laughter.
Bald businessmen in their late fifties to early sixties were sitting on the sofa while drinking entry-level luxury wine from time to time. As they started to get more and more drunk, the content of their talks began to drift towards unsavory topics.
"Hey, Big Third. The chick you eyed earlier, when is she going to arrive, buddy? My dick is going numb from having seen no action in the past few weeks. I am already close to enlightenment here, man."
"Hahaha, well said, Oily Mouth. That slut was too hot! And being alone with no one by her side? Damn! That's a flying-roasted duck up for grabs! And the guy earlier with her, that baldie was just a pussy! I have never before in my life seen anyone getting drunk so fast! He must be a disappointment to his wife in bed, too!. Hah! I look down on that looker, not even able to handle three drinks!"
The person being talked to, nicknamed 'Big Third', was a local civil official who often led his group on Bar visits. Being regulars for so long, they knew how the inside works and could have their stay in the elusive private members' room.
Not only was it more comfortable than the shop front, but some shady arrangements could also be made here using the drunk people as a pretext.
Big Third laughed loudly and glanced at his buddies with hidden disdain in his eyes as he spoke,
"Heh, now you all care, huh? You were all eyeing her like starved dogs earlier, but didn't dare take action. And now that this Big Third is making his move, you all want a piece of the meat?"
"Oh well, on account of our long brotherhood, I would just fire two shots inside her before I give her to you guys. But you must record us well. I haven't fucked such a beauty in years. Better preserve the moments of our good times, right?"
The others surrounding him immediately began to applaud, and they started to polish up their boot-licking skills.
"Big Third is the most generous! Too awesome! If there is anyone I look up to, it's just Big Third alone. Not even my parents!"
"That's right! Big Third, I would be okay with having sloppy seconds, just don't let me be the gooey third, okay?"
"You fucker! Toad craving swan meat! Are you planning to squash her under your weight? Your fat ass alone weighs three hundred pounds!"
"So what? It's all pure muscle, get it? I do Kegel regularly!!"
"W-What..? No, don't talk to me anymore. You make me sick!"
Seeing his friends creating more chaos, Big Third glanced at his watch as he started a countdown timer within his mind. The countdown to get laid with a beauty.
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Soon, the waitress entered the room, bringing along a blindfolded lady. Her facial features weren't clear in the dark room, but it could be observed from her body movements that she had drunk too much, and having been brought abruptly, her clothes were all disordered. Her hot sighs made the men in the room gasp with delight, as they suppressed their half-erect dicks to stare at the lady openly.
Not recognizing the one he had tasked to bring the woman, Big Third inquired,
"Hey, what's going on? Where is Sanya? I asked her to bring me the woman, right?"
The waitress, with her face partially hidden behind the cap, smiled shyly at Big Third as she spoke,
"I am sorry. Sister Sanya got held up. She told me to help this lady to the room. Am I at the wrong place?"
The dark room didn't allow anyone to properly identify the blindfolded lady, but in their view, she was plenty hot to be desired.
"No, no. Just let her join us! You came to the right place. Just place her next to me, and you can go back then. We will pay your tip later."
Seeing his impatient friend jump the gun and reply earlier than him, Big Third let the matter drop. He waved his hand to let the waitress go. After having the blindfolded lady sit next to the eager guy, the waitress quickly left the room.
The lust-driven old men all eyed the drunken lady with eyes full of desire as they waited for the waitress to be completely gone. Their eyes were so focused on the blindfolded lady that they didn't notice the waitress's beauty.
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After coming out of the room, the waitress walked some distance away before she texted a certain someone's phone.
- Your wife has been taken away. Come at room no. 7 at the back of the Opulent Bar to save her. Otherwise... -
After being done with that, the waitress made her way to the ladies' toilet. She tried not to make eye contact with any staff member as she entered the toilet and opened a certain cubicle.
Staring emotionlessly at the unconscious woman sitting on the toilet seat inside, she began to change her clothes and left the earlier-worn waitress uniform and the phone next to the unconscious lady, before she glared at her again.
"Don't blame me for this. If anyone dares to touch my family, I won't hesitate to push them into hell, even if I have to take a step in as well."
After continuing to stare at the woman for a while longer, the waitress left the ladies' toilet as she approached the bar's lounge and headed towards a corner.
"Thank goodness that I was vigilant today. Otherwise... I dare not think what would have happened. Isla, don't worry. I won't let any fucker harm you like that."
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