147. The New World [Time Skip: 1 Year]
He felt as if someone was gently tapping on his forehead at regular intervals to wake him up from his sweet slumber.
The warmth of the hand gave him a satisfying sense of comfort.
Sluggishly, Sam opened his eyes. The daylight sweeping in through the gaps in the curtains made him wince.
The last night was long. Maybe he got a few too many drinks. But the call was worthy of a huge celebration.
After narrowing his eyes, Sam looked around.
He found himself lying on a king-sized bed covered with red silk sheets matching the baraque-styled interior.
On his right, he saw a beautiful redhead russian girl using his arm as a pillow, gently caressing his chest.
On his left, he saw another bewitching russian white-haired beauty sitting by his side, tapping lovingly on his forehead.
Yes, both of them were naked of course.