Chapter 480

Inside, Quentin lounged on a sofa in the inner hall, eyes covered, encircled by a bevy of sultry women whose laughter tinkled as lightly as the rain outside.

The room was filled with the allure of women who were the talk of the town, internet sensations, and lesser-known starlets of the entertainment world. They all had that same, almost manufactured beauty, but each boasted her own unique charm, from statuesque to seductive. They paraded their ample curves and long, pale legs with pride.

Their intermittent moans were like a siren's call, impossible to ignore.

Quentin, his face half-hidden by a sheer veil, held a cigar in one hand and cupped a voluptuous breast with the other. He drew the woman close, whispered into her shoulder, and let the smoke curl from his lips.

"My lovely, where do you think you're going? Come, sit with me. Let me cherish you tonight, shall we?"

The woman, her body a plaything in Quentin's hands, blushed at his words and settled against him, half-reclined an