Chapter 65 Chapter 65 There is no CCTV
Luke’s POV
The bullet hit the motherfucker in the back, and I saw how he paused in his steps when the bullet hit him.
This was the back of the club. There was no CCTV, no surveillance of anything. There were so many crimes committed here, and people always got away with the crime.
With this, I knew my own would not be different.
Kingsley clutched his hand to his stomach. The bullet penetrated him and made him feel like he could stop the bleeding while he staggered back, and blood was spilling from his mouth.
He was also finding it hard to breathe. He fell to the ground now, gulping down his mouth from his mouth as he was struggling with his life.
Just then, I walked to his front to let him know who shot him before he finally died.
“Don’t mess with me ever again, Kingsley,” I said.
“Now go to hell!” I shot him in the head the second time.
Staring at the hole in his head for a few seconds, I spat on him as his disgusting face irritated me.
Just then, I wore my leather hand gloves, which were always in my leather coat, and searched his body for the stupid flash he had.
Finding the flash in his pocket, “Motherfucker!” I hissed as I went into the club again.
I walked to the bartender's high table and drank two shots. From there, I began to plan my moves against Rebecca.
“She increased her security; how am I going to get her without risking my life?”
I continued to ask myself this until suddenly, a thought dropped deep in my mind like a feather dropped inside the well.
“Yes!” I exclaimed like a poor man who had just won a lottery.
“Got good news?” a feminine voice sounded right beside me immediately.
When I turned to look at her, I saw that she had been sitting next to me for a while now, but I had not noticed her because of what I was thinking about.
“It’s rare that I find a girl in this club,” I sounded shocked to see her.
Most times, ladies do not come to this club. The only ladies we see most of the time are the stripper workers of the club themselves. Aside from that, no lady loved to come here as this place was always seen as dangerous, with a lot of crimes happening. But this lady?
“Point of correction,” the lady sounded with a smile.
“I am no girl. I am a lady,” she said.
I smirked briskly at what she said and how she smiled. My eyes darted to how she dressed too. There was always something about girls that talked, smiled, and wore such mini skirts that barely covered their butt like this around here. Their pussy was always a free gift for men who were ready to pay.
And with this, “You want a drink?” I asked her with a kind gesture.
If I found someone who was ready to give me the free gift of nature, why wouldn’t I be ready to receive it? After all, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
“Sure do,” the lady answered with the same smile. And hence, I watched her slowly as she flicked her hair with her finger.
Ordering a shot for her and one for myself too. “Give me your details,” I said to her. And with this, she stretched forth her hand. I then passed the phone to her.
She entered her bank digits into my phone. When she returned the phone to me, I made a transfer.
She confirmed from her phone at this moment, then she smiled at me. That smile was a confirmation of the successful transaction, and thus with this, she got on her feet slowly and walked up to me, caressing my chest with her soft palm and long nail fingers.
Scoff.
Before I knew it, we had already kissed ourselves to the back corridor of the club. And there, she pulled her mouth away from the kissing. She turned to face the wall and pulled up her mini skirt.
I opened my eyes to a big soft booty which was as fresh as today’s bread, and I just couldn’t wait to devour it to my satisfaction.
I unzipped and pulled out my long hard dick now. This was how I began to pound her mercilessly until she could not help it but scream out her sweetness and satisfaction.
When I released inside of her, she smiled like I didn’t realize what I just did.
I smirked back at her as well. If only she knew?
Girls like this wanted sex, yes? At the same time, they wanted someone to sue in court. In most cases of what has happened around here, they’d wait until they were pregnant and then sue the one who got them impregnated to court, asking for support money that must not fail to land in their account per month.
But I was already diagnosed with Oligospermia, and my sperm, no matter how many times I pour into a woman, could not impregnate anyone.
Scoff.
I walked out of the club like a soldier reverie in his glory of war victories, and I climbed my power bike, sank the key into the ignition, and drove away towards Rebecca's popular mansion.
When I got into her street, I checked what it was by my time first before any other thing.
“11:30 pm,” I muttered to myself as I left my helmet on my head. Then I walked through her street until I got into another street.
With this, I have gotten the primary lookout of her mansion and indeed saw that her security was not less tight in any way.
This was going to be harder than I thought.