Asher Land opened his eyes, black as ink, with a chilling gaze sweeping in the direction of the car.
Through the barely open window, he could faintly see the entangled pair inside the car.
His gaze slowly deepened.
"President Land, do you need to call Miss Irene over now?" Robert Williams observed the situation ahead and saw that sothing was indeed wrong; Irene Morton seed to be inside the car with soone... engaging in such acts. A glance at Asher Land’s face showed it could hardly be described as rely unpleasant.
The atmosphere was sowhat awkward. Just as Robert decided to act on his own to call Irene over, the car door suddenly opened.
Irene was carried out of the car by a man, her clothes yet to be arranged properly, making the already revealing dress look almost as if she wasn’t wearing anything. The man lowered his head to passionately kiss Irene before carrying her into the hotel, followed shortly by another man who got out of the driver’s seat and headed in the sa direction.
The man carried Irene into the room, and due to excessive drinking, her consciousness was already quite unclear.
The man threw Irene onto the bed, and she mumbled slightly, frowning and restlessly tugging at her clothes.
"No rush, little thing." The man leered at the woman on the bed, already a bit impatient in his heart.
Shortly, another man arrived.
The two n exchanged glances, nodding in tacit agreent.
"Just couldn’t get enough in the car earlier; this woman, really quite a taste," the man spoke lewdly, while taking off his clothes.
"Brother, it’s my turn now, right? Earlier in the car, I let you have your fun first, so this ti, surely I get to start things off," the other man said.
"Three of us together, what does it matter who goes first...," one man chuckled lightly, reaching out to strip Irene completely naked.
"The body is indeed nice." The desire inside the man was clamoring, and without considering anything else, he moved over and began to act, while the other man, unwilling to be outdone, also joined in. Soon, waves of indecent sounds echoed from the room.
Suddenly, the door was opened.
The two n inside the room were startled, quickly withdrawing from Irene’s body.
"Get out." Asher Land’s tall figure stood at the door like Lord Asura from Hell, exuding an aura of judgent and chilling dominance.
"Who... who are you? How dare you intrude on a custor’s room, be careful or I’ll complain," one man stamred.
Asher Land tossed the room card onto the ground, walked over, grabbed the talking man’s collar, and without hesitation, delivered a heavy punch, knocking him to the floor where blood started to pour from his nose and mouth.
Robert Williams heard the commotion and walked in, surveyed the situation a mont before effortlessly hauling the man on the ground and tossing him out.
Robert had undergone special forces training, dealing with two n was no problem at all.
Soon, both were thrown out of the room by him.
"Cripple them both for ; I want them to never be n again in their lives," Asher Land coldly ordered.
"Yes, President Land." Receiving the command, Robert Williams turned and left to carry it out without any hesitation.
Only then did he turn to face the woman on the bed.
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