''Come over here beautiful! Let this master satisfy ya desires!" The slurring voice of drunk man surpassed the music coming from the dainty thin hands gliding across the strings of the bronze lute.
''Does master want more wine....'' A soft alluring tone clearly belonging to a female followed after the drunk man. The bells around her thin waist jingled, in line with the music as she lowered herself to the eye-level of the drunk man.
''...or does master want something else...like this lady right here?'' Her eyes and her glossy lips had a certain appeal, drawing in many temptations from the nearby men sitting around the round wooden table.
The eyes of the drunk man zoned on the well-exposed cleavage of her chest, and his tongue darted out, slithering over his lips. Lust was well-evident in his eyes, and his protruding lower part was a good evidence of that.
''Hehe...you understand the thoughts of this master, beauty.''
Similar situations of the drunk man and the lady could be found on several tables in the room. The smell of wine and perfume embedded in the atmosphere of the room, making it a normal scent for the customers who visit in the late night.
The late-night customers were entirely males, and the servers attended to their every needs were females, more precisely bewitching courtesans adorn in the skimpy see-through clothes made out of quality silk.
*Bump*
''Ugh...hey watch it!'' At the front door, a drunk man yelled over to a figure hidden behind black robe. Unfortunately for him, the mysterious figure paid him no mind and continued his journey further into the enticing atmosphere.
'' ~Hello handsome master...'' A courtesan made her way over the mysterious figure. Every light steps and twisting of her waist exuded a countenance of seduction. The pink silk gauze around her body trailed her after movement. Her perfume lingered in the air, turning several heads in her direction.
''It is fate that brought you to this place.'' Her arm hooked around the arm of the mysterious figure. ''Does master want be entertained in the general room or...'' On her toes, she whispered, leaning close to the mysterious figure and pressing her chest against his shoulder. ''..... in a private room with beauties like myself?''
''....Private.'' A reply came from the mysterious figure.
''Right this way, my dear master.'' A closed-lipped smile appeared on the courtesan's lips as she settled back on her two feet. Her eyes briefly took in the outfit of the mysterious figure before she turned around to lead the person to a private room.
Walking through the middle of the many courtesans and flushed drunk men high in ecstasy, grey eyes took short glances at every corner as they entered a less noisy hallway with many double doors.
*giggle* *giggle*
''Master, you haven't touched here.''
''Allow this lady to pleasure master.''
''Over here, master.'' In the midst of the giggles and obscene words, the courtesan called out softly, standing by a room, and sliding a door to the side.
''.....'' The mysterious figure made his over and noiselessly stepped into the room. The door slid to a close, blocking out every sounds from the outside.
''~ Master.....'' Arms hovered over the shoulders of the mysterious figure from behind and settled on his chest. ''Before the beauties come, why don't we have some fun, master?'' Her voice whispered, close to the head of the mysterious figure.
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''......''
Not getting a reply, the courtesan did not give up, and made her way over to the front of the mysterious figure. Her hands once again settled on his chest, her fingers rubbing themselves on, every now and then.
''Is master not satisfied with one?'' Ever so slowly, her fingers trailed down, leaving light touches, and her gaze remained up, looking clueless about her suggestive actions.
However.....
Once her eyes came in contact with grey ones, her actions suddenly ceased as if what she had done was nothing but an illusion. Standing stiff like a statue, her eyes remained dazed like she wasn't present in the reality.
As if she was in an hypnotic trance.
*sigh* A relieved sigh came from the mysterious figure. He then leaned closer to the face of the courtesan, his eyes flickered with a glint.
''Is there a man called Damon in this place?'' His voice came out in a whisper.
''....Yes...he is our main master.'' Still in daze, the courtesan gave out a reply, albeit monotonously and slowly, different from her seductive tone.
''Is this place only a brothel?'' The mysterious figure asked again, his eyes fixed on the dazed eyes of the courtesan who parted her lips to answer the question.
''....No...it is not.''
''....Finally...'' Another relieved sigh came from the mysterious figure.
''Lead my master to yours, and I want this done without attracting too much attention.''
''....As you wish...'' The courtesan replied, agreeing to words from the mysterious figure. A moment later, her eyes blinked, returning back to their former allure, and her hands retracted from the mysterious figure.
Wordlessly, she turned around and made her way to the double door, sliding one of them to the side with a smile on her lips. ''This way, master.''
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'I wonder when Kieran will be back....' Leaning on the wall of the building at a distance from the entrance, Raven thought, feeling bored and tired of waiting for her elite slave again.
'If only that old man.....' Thinking of useless clues that she received before coming to this area, Raven felt that she should have threatened the information from the old man's lips, rather than depend on the useless clues.
'If there's no man called Damon in this brothel...we'll have to move onto the next.'
Ever since she and Kieran entered this area called the red light district, Kieran had been the one entering each brothels around here.
The red light district....just as the name pointed out, this area solely belonged to brothels, different brothels residing in the Langston Grand duchy.
'This brings back memories....' Raven's mind drifted to the memories of her past, where she had to go undercover as a prostitute to kill a politician.
'That slobbery slimy old man...' Thinking of the middle-aged man who shamelessly who couldn't keep it in his pants and had shamelessly grabbed her chest, a nauseating feeling settled in Raven's stomach.
Back then, the politician was a married man with married kids as well. Her task was to kill him and frame another politician for the murder.
The task had also been from the place she grew up.
''Hmm?? What's a kid doin' here?'' A slurring voice snapped Raven from her thoughts. Her nose twitched at the disgusting scent of sweat and wine.
'Exactly like that old man....' Sneering in thoughts, Raven lifted her gaze up to drunk men looking down on small figure.
''Maybe he wants sleep with a slut too...''
''Hahahahaha...''
''Heya kid...let this master take you to one of my favorite beauties....'' One of them stretched out their hand, wanting to take a hold of Raven.
However.....
Another hand shot out of nowhere, fingers grasping the wrist of the drunk man's hand. A squeezing sound could be heard.
''Who....'' The drunk man's swallowed his words, as his startled gaze came in contact with chilling grey eyes.
''My masters...these visitors belong to our Master Damon. Surely, you wouldn't want to fight over them with master Damon?'' A feminine voice sounded from behind the drunk men.
''Leave...'' An almost growl ordered, and the drunk men picked up their pace away from the three people. Even in their drunken state, they knew when to stop looking for trouble.
''You are quite early, Kieran.'' Raven remarked, eyeing the courtesan behind Kieran. Before coming to this brothel, the neighboring brothels had some unique ladies who couldn't wait to jump on Kieran.
It seems the ladies of this brothel had some restraint.
''This is the place, master.'' Saying that, Kieran ignored the remark. He was pleased that he did not have to visit another brothel again.
''Good news to my ears, Kieran.'' Raven was also pleased to hear his words. If she and Kieran were not able to find the brothel under the lead of the man called Damon, they would have tried again in the next night.
'My luck in this world is very good....' Raven did not forget to praise herself.
''Now let's be on our way to your Master Damon, miss courtesan.''