It’s Love That Blinds Him – Chapter 40

In a large bedroom with traditional Middle Eastern-style decor, black and purple curtains fluttered while a man and a woman made love on the bed.

He used all his strength to penetrate deep into the woman’s body. She rotated her hip to arouse him more. As he continued to move his body in and out of her, she moaned in pleasure. Her long nails which were painted red scratched his back with a deep thirst of desire.

Without even caring, he continued his movements. After a series of strong thrusts, he finally stopped and the room became completely quiet. He then walked away from her as if he hadn’t just been infatuated with her. After getting out of bed, he headed to the bathroom to get rid of the smell of s*x.

thes before leaving the bathroom. His muscular body was highlighted by his well-matched black shirt and pants. He was ve

he glanced at the woman on the large bed

n if she could do it just once.

aid to him.

…” The woman

es from the ground and put them on, the woman bowed to him and left.

on to give him his report.

Scott returned with Sean’s corpse. Malcolm’s men had to take Lucia back. And Howell came to the Middle East. He

ear here alone? » There was a

kly fixed the problem, causing Howell to lose a lot of money. He wanted to expand his forces into the underworld, and he was so eager to get involved in it. But after losing his container, John had to face a huge loss. He is also very worried about the drug trade. Even the slightest loss could collapse its foundations. But since Malcolm came to the Middle East, I don’t think Howell could have received any favor from him. He’ll be lucky if he makes it out alive. » There was an unmistakable streak of sarcasm in Hudson’s voice.

.

, do you want t

u really think he deserves for me to meet him?” », asked the commander in a moc

finish him off, then. » At these words, Hudson’

et Malcolm handle it,” the commander replied after taking a dr

him and left.

“Malcolm, our next game is going to be very exciting,” he thought with a mischievous smile. His previous little fights weren’t en

itiful puppet who was driv

ou to resolve all these problems once and for all. This will be your reason to kill. »

Then he looked away, lost

VIP s

refused to meet him.

t himself into trouble? Howell couldn’t help but be wary of these people.

f unpleasant events he encountered made him think that it was a plot against him.

of breath.

oached Howell and handed him the phone respectfully.

The man on the other end of the line was using some sort of voice converter.

astily? »

» Howell was a litt

referees,” Fox replied sarcastically.

ious.

g about the mafia, so why do you want to get involved so much? » Fox couldn’t help but laug

slight change in Howell’s tone.

rthrow his reign. In the underworld, the winner will always be boss. Is this so complicated to understand, Mr. Fu?

o me, not the other way around. »

e in one dose and calmed down.

you not to be too greedy. And unless you know your opponent well, you must not throw punches, otherwise you risk being crushed to death

yway, what are you trying to say? Howell roared. He couldn’t stand her attitu

n,” Fox said kindly.

is gonna come? Howell asked anxio

st. » With these words, Fox hung up.

ven figure out who Fox was talking about, he heard a loud knock at his door. He didn’t even have time to think about who had broken into his su

trace of emotion in his eyes.

n.

away. »

ng and seemed busy with their work.

econd, someone duct-taped his mouth and covered his eyes. As soon as the driver received the green light from Kaleb, he left the parking lot. They headed towards the armory.

the perimeter. There was also a high voltage electric fence nearby. Howell could only hear the footsteps of the bodyguards. Other than that, there was absolute silence.

s is waiting for you inside,” Kaleb said in a polit

tinued to push him forward. When he finally reached the office door, Kaleb walked in front of him and said respectfully, “Sir, Howell is here.” »

in.”

essed outside, Howell realized that Malcolm was far more powerful than he believed.

lcolm passed judgment.

ide. The next second, the door was closed. Malcolm, who was sitting in the chair with his back to Howell, slowly turned around. Usually he seemed so handsome an

“It’s been a while since we last saw each other, Howell,” Malcolm said wi