"Just as I thought!"
The inexplicable phone call confirmed Hunter's suspicions.
Earlier, he had discovered the hotel was throttling his internet speed, so he used a tool from Lyle to bypass the limit.
Shortly after, his computer was counter-hacked.
Although the intruder withdrew quickly, the hotel called immediately after.
Hunter now knew for certain: the hotel he was staying in belonged to the Russian mob from The Equalizer—the same syndicate that controlled Teri.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.
He smiled and answered, "Sure, I'm very interested in your luxury goods!"
The voice on the phone replied immediately, "No problem, honored guest. We will send the goods to your room shortly."
Knowing the hotel staff was likely monitoring him—and might have tampered with his laptop—Hunter lost interest in browsing the web. He lay down on the bed to wait.
Not long after, there was a knock at the door.
Hunter moved to get up and answer it.
But before he could, he heard the click of a key card. The door opened from the outside.
Hunter raised an eyebrow. These Russians really didn't stand on ceremony.
"Sir, your goods have arrived."
Just as Hunter stood up from the bed, two large men in suits walked in.
Each was gripping a girl by the arm, forcefully escorting two scantily clad, sexy young women into his room.
One look, and Hunter's eyelid twitched.
Was Boston too small? Or was Moscow Nights too small?
Hunter hadn't expected that Teri, whom he had met just over two hours ago at the diner, would be one of the girls delivered to his room.
Alongside her was a slender, blonde girl.
Teri's face was full of reluctance. She had clearly been dragged here against her will.
She thought she was being forced to serve some corrupt politician or perverted businessman again.
But the moment she entered the room...
She recognized the man.
It was the young guy who had left such a deep impression on her at dinner earlier.
It was hard for Teri to forget him.
Asians were a minority in Boston. Finding one who was young, handsome, and claimed to be a magician offering to take her away?
That was the stuff of fairytales. Back when she still had hope, she used to dream of a handsome prince saving her from this hellhole.
Who would have thought...
A few hours later, she would see him here, at Moscow Nights.
Thinking that this man—who had the face of a prince—was just another john desperate to sleep with her...
Teri suddenly felt ridiculous for having worried about his offer all evening.
"Heh. Men."
Moscow Nights was nominally a hotel.
But insiders knew it was the biggest, most chaotic nightclub in Boston.
The hotel was just a front. The club was on the upper floors.
The hotel rooms below served as cover—and a convenient place for guests to stay the night with their "entertainment."
Hunter keenly observed the complex changes in Teri's expression after she recognized him.
From shock and surprise, to resignation and disappointment, and finally to disgust and despair.
The anger of being forced here faded into dead, stagnant water.
He took it all in silently but said nothing.
"Small world."
Hunter knew these two girls were bait. The Russian mob was using them to test him.
He had briefly breached their network security. Although their tech guys patched it and counter-hacked him, the mob was likely suspicious of his identity.
"Bad luck for you, Teri."
"I originally wanted to do a good deed for free."
"Now... it seems my good deed has turned into a paid service."
Under the scrutiny of the two large, serious men in black suits, Hunter showed no discomfort.
"Thank you. I'm very satisfied with your hotel's luxury goods!"
The two mob enforcers nodded, retracting their scrutinizing gazes.
"Have a pleasant evening, sir."
With that, they turned and left without dragging things out.
It seemed that even though they were suspicious, these Russians couldn't resist the allure of the almighty dollar as long as Hunter didn't prove to be an enemy.
The moment Hunter put his arm around Teri's waist, her body stiffened.
She huffed coldly, turning her face away without a word.
The blonde girl, however, was much more proactive.
Even while the enforcers were still in the room, she had been a bit reserved. But once they left, her hands began to wander. She actively linked arms with Hunter.
She gently stroked the solid muscles of his arm.
"Do you work out often, boss? Such firm muscles."
Hunter raised an eyebrow. He knew the room had cameras.
So, saying nothing more, he pulled both the willing and the unwilling girl close.
He turned off the lights and got busy.
The room plunged into darkness, but the air grew thick with tension and anticipation. Hunter guided them to the bed, his hands firm yet gentle, sensing the contrasting energies between the two women. The blonde was eager, her body pressing against his with practiced seduction, her fingers tracing lines of fire down his chest as she whispered encouragements in his ear. Teri, however, was rigid at first, her reluctance a barrier that Hunter navigated with patience, his touch coaxing rather than demanding.
As clothes were shed in the dim glow from the window, the blonde took the lead, her lips finding Hunter's in a heated kiss that deepened quickly, tongues intertwining with raw hunger. She straddled him, her curves molding to his frame, grinding slowly to build the rhythm. Hunter's hands explored her, gripping her hips and pulling her closer, the sensation of her warmth enveloping him like a vice. Teri watched for a moment, her breath hitching, before Hunter drew her in, his mouth claiming hers in a softer, more insistent kiss that melted her resistance. The chemistry ignited—a tangle of limbs, gasps, and moans as the three bodies moved in sync.
The blonde's enthusiasm drove the pace, her nails raking down Hunter's back as she rode him with abandon, her cries echoing in the room. Teri, caught in the intensity, surrendered to the moment, her hands roaming over both of them, her body arching as Hunter's fingers and lips teased her sensitive spots. Sensations built in waves: the slick slide of skin on skin, the pulse of pleasure as positions shifted, Hunter taking control to satisfy both women. Teri's initial stiffness gave way to passion, her moans mingling with the blonde's as they peaked together, bodies shuddering in release. The night stretched into a haze of exhaustion and ecstasy, leaving them all breathless and entwined.
The night passed quickly in a flurry of activity.
As soon as dawn broke, Hunter's biological clock woke him up.
"Mmm."
With a soft grunt, he slowly extricated his numb arms from under the girls.
Hunter stepped out of bed carefully, narrowly avoiding stepping on a used wrapper.
He put on his slippers and headed for the bathroom.
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