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18. Wanting him to beg on his knees
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Abraham
"Our coalition is all set to leave Tirana City next week, Chief", Roven spoke, the supervisor of my forgery business, curling his exhausted eyes, sitting before me. I was going through the documents of the packaging of tobacco.
The fake tobacco business and the fake office which I had to maintain to keep my escort and drug service underneath it. Tobacco was legal in Albania, so as prostitute service. However, escort service was still illegal. That didn't mean we used to abduct women and threw them in escort. Some women used to come of their own will because they were allowed to have privileges that no legal service could provide them. It was a kind of normal service in Albania. Nonetheless, illegality started from importing drugs along with them.
No cop could ever dare to examine an Albanian prostitute. That was the key for us.
"How much?", I raised my eyebrows, taking a sip of my sugarless co
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