“There are more to come,” Zachary tempted with a grin. “After you leave this place today, you won’t think that woman’s any good anymore.”
“You mean Charlotte?” When Charlotte’s face appeared in Louis’ mind, he suddenly felt as if he was making a mistake by coming here. “I still think she’s great. If she finds out I’ve been here, I’m sure she’ll be upset. Forget it. I’m going back.”
Louis’ eyes widened instantly as his gaze trailed from her collarbone and downward. When he saw her bosoms, his eyes widened further, and blood began streaming down his nose.
“Pft!” The young woman giggled as she covered her mouth. “Oh my, maybe some wine will freeze that nosebleed of yours.”
With that said, the young woman then motioned for the other women to lead Louis into Zachary’s private room.
“Sir Louis reminds me of the first time I was here at Sultry Night,” Ben sighed. “Like him, I was so shy and uncomfortable. But later on, you doomed me.”
Glaring at Zachary gloomily, he complained, “Now I’m completely unfazed by everything.”
“Isn’t that good? You’ve developed an immunity to it.” Zachary grinned. “Although you frequent this place, you’re still a virgin. That must be tough.”
“Mr. Nacht, h-how can you—” Ben blushed.
Zachary’s grin widened before he walked into the room.
Marino, who was beside Ben, inquired, “Ben, are you really a virgin?”
“Shut it!” Ben glared daggers at him. “Out of everything you learn, why are you learning how to gossip?”
Marino stood transfixed as he watched Ben entered the room. When two girls dressed in bunny outfits came close to the latter, he skillfully maneuvered his way around them, completely unperturbed by their advances.
At the sight of that, Marino found his respect for the other man growing.
Now, Ben was his role model.
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