The real reason

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The content of this novel is based on the perspective of the fictional character named Aaron. The content of this novel does not express the author's position on certain controversial situations or topics.

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Soon, the coffee table was piled high with whiskey, rum, wine, and Dom Perignon. There were also organic fruits, nuts, and all kinds of snacks.

"Sir, do you need me to serve you?" the elegantly dressed waitress asked politely.

"No. Send the girls in 30 minutes," Johann said.

The woman left the room with the bunnies. It was obvious that they were talking about very important things, and it was not convenient for anyone to listen. 

Aaron laughed. "Hahaha, look at you. You have the appearance of a rich young man. You are no longer the gangster who hit people when someone looked at you badly." 

"I've changed just a little," Johann said, raising his nose proudly. 

"By the way, there is something else I must tell you," Johann said in a serious tone. 

Aaron frowned and paid attention. 

"I told you that yesterday I was with my father. The reason for that meeting was to coordinate the beginning of the political career of a promising young man, Richard Beltmus, with a view to becoming the president of this country in the future. The only 'problem' with this man is that he doesn't like women. You know, in this country, there can never be a homosexual president. At most, he could be a mayor, but this man's ambitions go much further."

"Hey, are you sure you can tell me this?" Aaron asked, not understanding why Johann was telling him all this.

Johann nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, yes. Let me finish. In the capital, many girls know the orientation of this man, so they are not willing to be a fake wife. There was a woman who was going to be forced to marry him, but she committed suicide. Since then, they no longer forced anyone else and looked for someone willing to marry voluntarily. Of course, she can't be just any woman. The future wife must come from a wealthy family and meet certain standards. Just yesterday, they introduced the woman who will be Richard's wife. Guess who the woman was."

Aaron frowned, but then smiled and said, "My ex-wife, Sophie Reynolds."

"You… How do you know?"

"I didn't know, but I figured it out. She and her father are obsessed with power. Besides, you tell me this, and your face is full of worry."

"Sorry, buddy. You better know. That's why they gave you the money—they want to keep you silent."

"Don't worry. Thank you for telling me this. Sophie is an ambitious woman, but I didn't think she would stoop to doing this kind of thing. She surprises me more and more," Aaron said, disappointed.

"You should forget about that bitch. That woman will not have a good end."

Aaron shrugged. "Bro, she always gave me cold treatment. So what makes you think I still love her? I'm not a masochist. My feelings for her died a long time ago. If one day we pass each other on the street, I will pretend that I don't know her."

Johann doubted Aaron's words; he knew better than anyone that Aaron had feelings for Sophie. However, a year had passed, and many things had changed. "You must be careful and not provoke that woman. It will be difficult for you in the future if your existence and your daughter are known."

"I know. If anyone asks me, I don't know her. Hahaha," Aaron replied sarcastically.

"Hey, you still have the mood to joke. Also, how much money did that woman give you? I'm sure you can ask her for more now that you know the truth."

Aaron immediately refused. "I don't want to have anything to do with her anymore. It is better if she forgets about me and my daughter."

In the future, with the help of the system, Aaron was sure that he would reach the top of this world and didn't need that woman's money to achieve it.

Johann uncorked the scotch and said, "Cheers! For women and money, so that we never lack them."

"Hahahaha, for women and money," Aaron responded. 

Both glasses clinked, and they began to drink. 

A few minutes later, the waitress in the elegant dress and ten girls entered. They all held a white lollipop with numbers from 1 to 10.

"Number 1 and 7," Johann said quickly. Then, he looked at Aaron and said, "Pick two girls, or you can pick more; it's all up to you." 

All the girls in front of him had a beauty above 80, according to the system's strict measurement. However, from the perspective of worldly men, these women were above 90 points and were very beautiful. Not only were their faces beautiful, but their figures were also plump where they should be plump and thin where they should be thin. 

Each of these women was qualified to be a beauty queen. 

At the same time, the beauty of these women represents the face of this club. Just by looking at them, you could imagine how exclusive it is. Aaron was doing the math in his mind, and he knew that tonight the count would not be low.

They were dressed in short black slip dresses and had the appearance of college students who went out to have fun on the weekend. If you found them on the street, you wouldn't even suspect the type of work these beautiful women do.

"5 and 6," Aaron said.

The girls smiled and sat down, one on each side. This client is young and handsome; of course, they were in a good mood. They don't like this job, but it's easier when the customer is nice. 

"Hi, sir. My name is Yuna," said the thin girl with very white legs. 

"Hi, I'm Hannah," the other woman said. 

Yuna had Asian features; she was probably Korean, based on this girl's real name. 

On the other hand, Hannah had an English accent. She was tall, slender, and her tits were huge.

Those weren't their real names, and Aaron didn't care either. The system had already provided real information about them.

Once the waitress and the other girls left. Aaron and Johann went back to drinking with the girls in their arms.

The girls fed them fruits and served drinks.

Aaron's hands were busy kneading Hannah's tits and rubbing Yuna's thighs, so the women took care of the drinks.

Once the waitress and the other girls left. Aaron and Johann went back to drinking with the girls in their arms.

The girls fed them fruits and served drinks.

Aaron's hands were busy kneading Hannah's tits and rubbing Yuna's thighs, so the women took care of the drinks. On the other hand, Johann was bolder. He was fucking one of the girls with her fingers, while he was kissing the other.

"Hey, don't overdo it. "I don't want to see you fucking." Aaron joked.

Johann stopped kissing the girl. "Hahahaha sorry. But, these women are so beautiful that they make me lose my mind. Also, you can't do that here hahaha."

Soon, they embarked on small talk while drinking and enjoying the bodies of the beautiful women present.

Aaron: "Do you know anything about the cafeteria? I guess you're not in charge of that business anymore."

"Do you want to know about the coffee shop or someone who works there?"

"How is Eda?" Aaron asked. Her hands squeezed Hannah's tits tightly, causing the woman to let out a loud moan.

That name made Aaron sigh and old memories appear in his mind.

5 years ago…

Aaron was a teenager who left his hometown to come to study at a high school in Kharc City. At that time, he had no money to eat so he was desperately looking for work. Until one day he found a cafeteria that was looking for staff to work at the cashier. Aaron wasn't old enough to work, but he begged the manager, Eda, to give him a chance.

Eda never agreed since this place was not an ordinary cafeteria, in reality it was the fault of a brothel, the clients, mostly men, came in to have a coffee accompanied by a woman of their choice. She did not want to involve a young man in such a 'dirty' business. However, it was Johann who gave the job to Aaron.

From then on, Aaron worked at the coffee shop and eventually became friends with Eda. The relationship progressed until Eda became an older sister and 'something more' to Aaron. After all she was 10 years older than him.

It is important to clarify that Eda was in charge of managing Johann's business, but she never sold her body.

Eda and Johann met at the orphanage. They grew up together and their relationship is like that of real brothers.

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