His Genius Wife Is A Superstar novel Chapter 1098

Chapter 1098 - Emilio Miguel

Loud motorcycle engines disturbed the peaceful night in a rural area filled with agricultural fields that barely had any habitable houses in sight. The motorcycles sped through the bumpy road like daredevils.

They left the main road and entered a narrow trail surrounded by wild trees and bushes. The trail was not paved in any way but worn out from the frequent passing of people on foot and small vehicles.

After a while, a building finally became visible from a distance. It was a simple, unpainted, concrete two-storey house. The motorcycles skidded to a stop right in front of the house, spreading clouds of dust, dirt, and small stones while doing so.

The leading motorcyclist removed his helmet while the rider behind him climbed off. The others following behind them followed suit.

By this time, a number of people came out from the shadows. A few of them came from inside the house while the majority seemingly appeared from out of nowhere.

"Boss René, welcome back," one of them greeted.

René Alejandro nodded. He swept his eyes at the dark building. There was no visible light whatsoever outside but he knew that it was a different story inside.

"The fucker is in?" he asked.

The man who greeted him looked a little taken aback at his phrasing and was unable to respond right away.

Someone tugged René Alejandro’s arm. "Brother, calm down."

"Calm down, my ass. That puta madre dares to step on my authority! I’m already doing him a service by not crushing his little balls, no?"

An amused chuckle interrupted René Alejandro. "Little balls, you say? Ah, René Alejandro, all the women I fucked can’t fit my balls and especially my dick inside their mouths."

René Alejandro sneered. "The women you fucked must have small mouths, then."

The voice continued chuckling. "You’re childish as ever, René Alejandro."

"Fuck you! You’re the one who’s childish!"

The chuckle became loud laughter. "See what I mean? That’s what you get when all you do is play with your little computers all day long. You never grow up. Tsk tsk."

René Alejandro growled and looked ready to pounce at the yet unseen figure speaking from inside the house. His brothers held him back and murmured some words in an attempt to calm him down.

"Come in, my childish younger brothers. Or do you all want to become food to the nasty blood-sucking mosquitoes out there?"

René Alejandro snorted before swaggering inside the house with his brothers following behind him. The inside of the house looked completely different from the outside. It looked elegant and even luxurious with all the imported Spanish handmade furniture and area rugs. He was the one who had the place redecorated to meet his personal aesthetic style because the original place looked more like a haphazard store room than a safe house.