Chapter 451: Power of the pen

It was late, and he had been more than two days on this accommodation he rented for the week. It was already cramping his style, and he hated it.

The woman entertaining his bed at the moment was not quite filling his needs. She was not good enough to distract him from the failures of his men. 

"What is your name?" She asked, remembering he failed to mention it earlier while they were drinking in the bar and dancing seductively on the dance floor.

"Let us not ruin this night with names." He suggested, not interested one bit to know hers. "Don't you find this more exciting?" He teased her by letting his fingers slide on her skin.

He laid on the bed, thinking of the report he received an hour ago. On top of him was the woman he picked up from the local club before he left the premises.