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Chapter 73 - Miss Beatrice At The Echelon
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The elevator came to a stop and the doors slid open. Dylan walked out of the compartment without looking at or a word to Beatrice. He walked into a large hall filled with golden chairs and white tables, arranged at several spots with adequate spacing. This level of the hotel was reserved for VIPs and only very few people could afford its luxury. Even though they had a desperate manager, Dylan had to give it to The Echelon for their unrivalled excellence in design and furniture. Even The Imperial Place paled in comparison to the grandeur of The Echelon's interiors. The Imperial Place had already established a name for themselves as they arrived before most other hotels. Also their client service was exceptional and generally acceptable by the wealthy and other upper class citizens. The Echelon, on the other hand, was critically remarked for the high prices and outrageously insane charges for their VIP services. So even among the upper or the upper circle, only a few could actually p
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Chelsea dried her hair with a towel, rubbing gently against it. She heard light footsteps and turned back to see Dylan emerging from the bathroom. He tied a towel around his waist, shielding his genital region while he was bare from his waist up. She smiled at his frame, admiring his muscular build as his entire outline was all the more alluring to her eyes. She chuckled to herself. She truly could never get enough of him. Even a glimpse of him was enough to get her subconscious mind worked up."Your eyes are saying something" he called with a smile as he walked towards her. "Mind sharing?" he added.She quickly turned away from him. She wasn't ready to start another round of sexual gratification. Because, as it always did, it starts with looking at his eyes. Then he flashes her his bewitching smile. Before she can hold herself, her dirty eyes would have already wandered to his pelvic region, looking for a bulge. The rest was practically history. Looking away before it all starts wa
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She exhaled noticeably. Then she rested her hands on the table between them and leaned forward. "Now, look, Mr. Omar. If it wasn't for Mr. Cross' recommendation, I wouldn't even try to strike a deal with you. Even if I somehow found out by another means that Prince Hakeem is into this drug business, I wouldn't patronise you guys. It's only because Mr. Cross recommended you and vouched for you that I am sitting here trying to strike a deal with you."Everybody on the streets know that LSD sell for nothing more than five dollars per tab. And this is the vendor's price. Imagine a vendor purchasing for ten and selling for five. Is that even business?" she asked rhetorically. "A vendor selling for five means he either bought for three or three point five at most. No one does shitty business here in Miami without making reasonable profit. And besides, LSD isn't even a sought after drug here. The likes of fentanyl, heroin, meth and others along these lines are more lucrative and profitable.
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