Capítulo 165: Boys In The Beach

Eman, still chuckling, got up and approached me, shaking his wet hair near me, droplets landing on my body.

"Stop, you childish fucker. Leave me alone, can't you see I'm trying to chill here?" I snapped, clicking my tongue in irritation.

Eman and my men, each taking hold of a beach chair, carefully arranged them in a circle on the sandy shore. As the chairs settled into place, they all reclined comfortably, joining me in the leisurely embrace of the seaside loungers.

The boys, their initial excitement waning, soon found themselves restless, resorting to whistling and calling out to passing girls. Predictably, some of the girls, drawn by the commotion, approached our group and boldly claimed seats on our beach loungers.