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Antonio got out of his black Lincoln town car. As he glanced around, he made sure his presence among the seedy hotels of the suburbs did not attract anyone's attention. The man then straightened his suit, which matched the vehicle in front of him, and checked the pistol he had deliberately kept in his pocket, before hiding it again and walking away from his car.

His stride made him look very charismatic and charming at the same time. Even some of the sexily dressed women, who Antonio guessed to be nightclub sex workers, couldn't take their eyes off Antonio.

The man continued to walk on ignoring anyone who tried to flirt with him, simply offering a one-night stand and the thrill of enjoying a hired woman's crotch. Unfortunately, they were not Antonio's favorite type. After all, he wasn't there to have fun in bed, but to discuss business matters with some of his partners.

"Welcome, sir. How may I help you?" asked a woman in a short dress at the front of the club.

Then Antonio brought hi