Chapitre 25: The Benefactor
The club pulsates with energy as bodies sway to the beat of the music. Amidst the throng, a few women dance provocatively inside a cage, luring men to part with their money as if it were mere water.
Lou and Rio trailed behind Xavier, their steps echoing through the dimly lit club as they ascended to the upper level, where Carlitos awaited Xavier there, and the anticipation hung heavy in the air.
Ascending the flight of stairs, they arrived at the adjacent room, decorated with provocative images of a woman and a man. Inside the dimly lit room, Carlitos, a middle-aged man, lounged on a worn leather sofa, his legs casually crossed as he savored the taste of his cigar. Smoke dissipated into the air while two young women flanked him, their hands caressing his chest in a rhythmic motion.
As soon as Xavier enters the room, the women's eyes widen in surprise, causing them to halt their movements and refrain from touching Carlitos. Their eyes remain fixated on Xavier, unable to resist openly admiring his sharply defined features. Without an invitation, he settled into the chair opposite Carlitos, flanked by Lou and Rio, who stood steadfast and unyielding despite the alluring gazes of the female staff.
With a keen sense of his surroundings, Carlitos deftly sidesteps the prying gazes of his female companion, firmly commanding them to depart.
"Leave," he instructed. Startled by the harsh tone, they hastily made their exit, stealing furtive glances at Xavier along the way. It was impossible not to notice the intensity of his gaze, which was fixed unwaveringly on Carlitos.
His gaze then fell upon the figure lurking in the corner, an individual with his head bowed in a gesture of contrition, fully aware of the gravity of his actions. From the moment his eyes fell upon the glistening gold card, he knew that the inevitable moment would soon arrive.
"Welcome, Mr. Killian "Carlitos broke the silence in the room, but Xavier's gaze remained fixed on the man, unmoved. Carlitos turned his head in the direction of Xavier's gaze, and his eyes settled on the person he had anticipated seeing. Carlitos spoke with a measured tone, recognizing the gravity of the situation. Though he was wary of crossing Xavier, he also held deep care for his fellow man. Despite this, he couldn't fathom why Xavier was so insistent on obtaining this particular individual.
"I'm certain there must be some sort of misunderstanding," he offered, hoping to diffuse the tension. Agu, the man who had served as his driver for several years, was found guilty.
"It appears that your man made a statement to an individual that was inappropriate."
"Before I took that tongue, would you like to tell him or should I?" With a sneer, he was fully aware that he would sever the man's tongue. Lou and Rio stood in silence, their expressions unreadable as they attempted to comprehend the situation at hand. Agu rushed towards the center of the room and humbly prostrated himself before Xavier, grasping at his feet. Just as he was about to plead for his life, Carlitos seized him by the collar and pulled him away.
Carlitos, with his security in tow, approached Agu and swiftly maneuvered him into a kneeling position. "Boss. I'm informing you that a lady has collided with your vehicle from the rear. "I must admit, I was dissatisfied with her actions." Agu resorted to deceit, hoping that his boss would take up arms on his behalf. A smirk played on Xavier's lips as he observed how Agu deftly extricated himself from a tricky situation, just as Xavier had anticipated.
If this man earns the approval of Carlitos and succeeds in extracting such repugnant words from an unsuspecting woman, it is likely that Agu possesses a multitude of cunning tactics. Without hesitation, Lou offered the tablet to the group of guards overseeing Carlitos, inviting them to partake in the spectacle. With a deft hand, Yang infiltrated Club Envy's front camera surveillance system, gaining access to a wealth of information. Among the footage he uncovered were the heated exchanges between Alana and the man. The recording showed with rapt attention as Alana attempted to pay, only to be met with blackmail from Agu. The reactions of Carlitos, Rio, and Lou have been transformed into an incomprehensible state. Lou's emotions were in turmoil as he processed the fact that the man had almost succeeded in sexually assaulting Alana. Carlitos was left with a sense of betrayal, having been deceived by Agu's seemingly genuine facade as his trusted chauffeur.
Despite receiving complaints from dancers accusing Agu of being a predator, he has consistently dismissed such allegations as mere retaliation from women whom he has rejected. A shadow fell over Carlito's countenance, his eyes ablaze with fury, the flames of his ire reflected in his irises.
"Tell me, Mr. Killian, who might this woman be?" Carlitos shifted his intense gaze from Agu to Xavier, his eyes softening as they met Xavier's.
"A year ago, she saved my life." In the underworld, word quickly spread of Willy's deceitful scheme. As a result, he was publicly executed in front of other organizations as a stark reminder to never cross a Killian or harm any member of their inner circle. Carlitos shut his eyes, and he shared a glance of comprehension with the other muscular man.
"Hand him over to Mr. Killian," he said with a stern tone.
"Boss, I beg you, and I promise not to repeat my mistake." Please, Boss."
With a swift motion, Xavier rose from his seat and retrieved the knife he kept tucked away in his suit jacket. His singular focus was on obtaining the appendages he desired—the tongue and hand that had been intended to touch Alana. Without hesitation, he sliced through Agu's wrist, severing the hand from his body. He stooped down and grasped Agu's hair, tightly clenching his fist around it. Having endured the excruciating agony of his severed hand, Agu continued to shriek in agony. With a steady hand, Lou assisted Xavier in extracting his tongue, just in time to prevent further injury as Xavier had been on the verge of slicing it once more. A few droplets of blood splattered onto the pristine white fabric of Xavier's shirt, nestled beneath his midnight blue suit jacket. As the convulsions of the fallen Agu intensified, Rio calmly approached Xavier with a towel to assist in the removal of the gruesome blood stains that had marred his gloves and clothes.
"You can finish him. It seems as though you've become lenient towards him, considering his egregious actions of assaulting every dancer in your club, right under your watchful eye. " With a quick glance away, Xavier made his exit from the room. He opted for the backdoor, eager to leave the scene behind. The thought of someone else's blood staining his clothing was enough to make him feel disgusted. With a determined stride, he made his way home.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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