Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom

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In the heart of the Farus family's Delhi army camp, the young master sat in his opulent tent, his attention fully focused on a phone call with Natalia. The grandeur of his surroundings faded into the background as he immersed in a sweet laughter with her.

"I never thought you would be agree to my request. What changed your mind? Do you finally realised my power?" Farus Family Young Master asked with a bit of proud laughter.

There was a momentary pause on the other end of the call, and Natalia's voice carried a sense of intrigue as she responded.

"I always liked you from the start. Who would reject a rich Charismatic young master like you? The whole world runs on your fingertips." Natalia replied in a submissive tone while continuing to praise the Farus family young master.

"Yes, that's what I'm wondering too. You were quite opposed to my methods before. If you have agreed to me that day, we could have spent more time together now." The Farus family Young master replied ignoring the surrounding people.

Natalia's voice softened, a hint of secrecy in her tone. A seductive pause hung in the air as she continued, her words dripping with admiration.

"Some things can't be discussed openly in front of the family. You should learn how to act around the girls. Every girl loves the guy like you. You just have to act romantic and treat me more lovably. How could you treat me like a girl in brothel. Do know how much pain I felt when you spoke like that in front of all my family?" Natalia asked with a fake sadness displaying all her bewitching skills.

But she did not stop her words… while using the sobbing tone, she began speaking like a little flower who is in love.

"You know, to be honest, I've been interested in you from the start. Your charisma, your looks, your stature..."

She let her words trail off, leaving them hanging tantalisingly.

The Farus family Young master, taken aback by her compliment, couldn't help but respond warmly.

"Well, I must admit, that's quite flattering to hear. I'm also really sorry for my misbehaviour. It's all my mistake from the start. When I saw you for the first time, I fell for your beauty. In the heat of the moment I failed control myself and…" The Farus family Young master who is in a perplexed state tried to console Natalia.

After brief exchange of dialogues, The Farus family Young master trapped fully in her acting as he is blaming himself for acting wildly in front of Natalia's family.

Natalia's voice turned seductive as she continued, her words like a siren's song.

"I've always seen potential in you, my dear. And tonight, I want to show you what we can achieve together."

A pause filled with anticipation followed… the Farus family young master is fully on excited state as he gulped the wine in his sour throat.

"Come visit me tonight, and I'll make it worth your while. You'll see how much I can appreciate a man like you."

"I already sent everyone away from the house. I will be alone… waiting for you." Natalia said word by word in a seductive tone but her hands are still shaking because of nervousness.
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The Farus Family Young master, bewitched by her words, couldn't help but be drawn into her allure.

"You certainly know how to make a tempting offer. I'll be there tonight."

Natalia's soft laughter echoed through the call as she sealed the invitation with a seductive promise.

"I look forward to seeing you, my handsome young master. Until tonight, then."

As the call ended, the Farus family Young master couldn't contain his excitement. Natalia's sweet-talking skills had worked their magic on him, and he eagerly anticipated their rendezvous later that night. The grandeur of the camp and the intensity of their mission momentarily faded into the background, eclipsed by the allure of Natalia's invitation.

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In a concealed and secure location just outside Delhi, Das, Eden, and Red Rose gathered together, the air around them charged with purpose and anticipation. They were deep into their mission planning, Eden outlining her strategy to Das.

Das, his gaze fixed on the tablet screen displaying the Farus family camp, spoke with calculated determination, "Eden, dispatch few experts to eliminate some of the Farus family's strongest supporters in Delhi. This way, we can cast the blame squarely on the Aries family."

Eden studied the images and nodded, acknowledging the intricacies of the plan. "That's a sound strategy," she agreed, her eyes never leaving the screen. "But before you leave for Natalia's house, you need to be prepared." She glanced at Das, her expression earnest. "I've prepared concealed weapons."

Eden reached for a large roll of cloth nearby, her movements deliberate and efficient. As she unfurled it, an array of small-scale, covert weapons was revealed, gleaming dully in the subdued light.

She offered them to Das, her voice tinged with concern. "Take these, Das. They may come in handy if things get tricky."

Das considered the weapons for a moment but shook his head resolutely. "Nah," he replied, a determined glint in his eyes, "if I wanted to kill him with weapons, I could have directly attacked their army camp. I will deal with that bastard with my own hands. I'll go alone. You guys take care of the army camp." Das declared with a resolute gaze.

Eden tried to persuade him further, emphasising the risks of his solo mission, but Das remained resolute in his decision. The weight of personal vendetta bore heavily on his shoulders, and nothing could dissuade him from his chosen path.

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The night draped the city of Delhi in an inky, velvety shroud, concealing its secrets and mysteries under the starlit canvas of darkness. Streetlights cast long, haunting shadows on the silent streets, and the world seemed to hold its breath, as if aware of the dramatic events about to unfold.

As the clock struck ten, a symphony of orchestrated movement began to play out. In the unassuming guise of ordinary-looking cars, the highly trained operatives of the Skull Organisation moved stealthily, grouped into different teams, their every action choreographed with precision. The hum of their engines was muted, their headlights extinguished, as they navigated the labyrinthine streets of Delhi.

On the other side of the city, far from the Skull Organisation's meticulous preparations, the young master of the Farus family stepped out of his lavish residence. He was dressed impeccably, his excitement palpable as he anticipated the night ahead. His thoughts raced with the thrill of the unknown action tonight, unaware that this would be his final night.

The streets, though seemingly ordinary, held an air of foreboding, as if they, too, sensed the impending drama. The six foot bodyguard, handling the steering wheel of the car, maintained an unbreakable facade of stoicism, his loyalty unwavering as he chauffeured the young master through the darkened city.

As the cars of the Skull Organisation's operatives and the lone vehicle carrying the Farus family's young master moved in opposite directions, their paths destined to converge, the night seemed to hold its breath.

The grandeur of the capital city's monuments and the intrigue of its winding streets stood as silent witnesses to the impending clash of fates, a clash that would forever alter the course of their intertwined destinies.

On this fateful night, a young man moved with the grace of a phantom, concealed by a glimmering pure black face mask that obscured his entire visage. His steps were silent, and his presence, though shrouded in darkness, exuded an air of purpose.

After slipping into the dark recesses of the night, Das descended from his vehicle and surveyed the surroundings with a keen eye. He activated spirit power within him, the snow python spirit energy that coursed through his veins. With each passing moment, his skin seemed to grow translucent, and he merged seamlessly with the obscurity of the night.

Becoming one with the shadows, Das moved like an illusion, his footsteps soundless as he traversed several city blocks. The night itself seemed to yield to his presence, granting him passage without resistance.

As he approached Natalia's house, he noted the surveillance cameras that monitored the perimeter. With practiced ease, he avoided their watchful gaze, slipping through the surveillance net like a ghost.

Finally, with the precision of a seasoned assassin, Das slipped into Natalia's room. The chamber was bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, casting an ethereal luminescence upon the scene. Das's presence, concealed behind the mask, was enigmatic and filled with purpose as he stood within the heart of the enigma that was Natalia's room.

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Inside the dimly lit room, Natalia sat in an aura of anxious anticipation. Her heart raced, and her hands trembled with fear as she waited for Das's arrival. The minutes stretched into an eternity, and each creak of the floorboards outside sent shivers down her spine.

Unbeknownst to her, Das had arrived, his masked presence cloaked in an enigmatic aura. With practiced finesse, he gradually dissipated the snow python spirit energy that had veiled his form. His movements were as silent as the night itself, and he walked behind Natalia, careful not to betray his presence.

Natalia, her senses heightened by the tension in the room, felt a subtle shift in the air. She turned her head slightly, her breath catching in her throat as she sensed a presence behind her. Fear danced in her eyes, and her body tensed.

By the time, Natalia turned around Das appeared before her like a normal human being. She didn't even notice any abnormality in Das appearance. With eyes filled with tears she jumped on Das and hugged him like a puppy and began crying like a baby.

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