Chapter 50 - 46: Irresistibly Pitiful

[12:41 AM, 1 hour and 19 minutes past the commission deadline]

The Nightingale Bar returned to its usual lively state after the power was restored.

On the high platform on the second floor, the deputy of the Eagle Claw Association sat next to Reuben, and the two were discussing matters.

Reuben clipped the tip of his cigar with pliers, lit it with a match, and took a puff: "What did the people from the Iron Blood Alliance say?"

Deputy: "They are not very satisfied with the price."

Reuben cursed: "Damn it, I hardly ever do anything big, so what’s wrong with asking for a little more money? Tell them it’s that price, take it or leave it. If they don’t want it, I’ll sell it to the people from the Black Domain Group, they will definitely be interested too."

The deputy complied. He pondered for a moment and then tentatively asked, "Boss, the fake box is stored in the warehouse over there, the real box..."

Reuben glanced at him coldly: "Don’t ask what you shouldn’t."

The deputy realized he had spoken out of turn and fell silent.

"I thought the Iron Blood people were generous in business, but it turns out they’re just as tedious." Reuben extinguished the cigar in the ashtray and stood up, "I’m leaving. Keep an eye on things. Contact me if there’s anything."

Deputy: "Okay, boss, take care."

"Oh, right." Reuben pointed to a man smoking a cigar in the dance floor, "Before you leave, give that boy a beating for me. How can he smoke the same brand as me?"

Reuben went down to the first floor. He had drunk a bit too much earlier and went to relieve himself before heading home.

Coming out of the bathroom, Reuben saw a petite and slender figure standing in the corridor.

It was none other than KK.

KK had completely changed his appearance, wearing glasses, dressed in a pretty small dress, with lace gloves on his hands, and long, straight legs covered in white stockings, wearing black Mary Jane shoes, resembling a delicate doll.

That fair little face was still handsome without makeup, and the unpretentious innocence on his face constantly triggered a protective instinct in others.

Reuben passed by KK with a bland expression and casually whistled: "Hey~ little girl, coming to a bar at such a young age? Aren’t you afraid your parents will spank you?"

KK softly spoke; his crisp voice was full of embarrassment: "You got it wrong... I’m a boy..."

Reuben’s previously indifferent eyes suddenly lit up, looking at KK with extreme surprise.

Faced with that burning gaze, KK slightly turned his face away, his thick eyelashes trembling like feathers, making his simple action all the more endearing.

"You... I... oh... I really didn’t recognize you..." Reuben felt his face flush, rubbing his cheeks incessantly, "What are you...?"

KK hunched his shoulders, his small face turning as red as a ripe apple, saying nothing.

Reuben tentatively asked, "Entertaining guests?"

KK’s eyes dodged, and his head nearly drooped to his chest before he gently replied with a "mm-hmm".

This pitiful demeanor almost made Reuben’s brain short-circuit from excitement. He walked over to KK and naturally put an arm around that slim waist, smiling as he asked, "Do you know who I am?"

KK trembled all over, slipping away from Reuben to hide at the side.

But soon enough, he felt he had overreacted, standing there with his head hanging low, at a loss for what to do.

If someone else resisted his embrace, Reuben would have slapped them long ago.

But faced with this delicate person, he simply couldn’t bring himself to be harsh.

Reuben opened his hands in a friendly manner: "Don’t be nervous. My name is Reuben, and I’m the boss here."

KK was taken aback, his voice filled with surprise and longing: "You’re Boss Reuben? Oh my... they say you’re the King of Binhe."

No man can resist bragging in front of a pretty person, none.

Reuben boasted: "The King of Binhe? One day, I will become the King of the Borderlands!"

KK’s eyes held shyness, and he stammered softly: "Then... the King of the Borderlands... would you... would you consider... taking me home tonight..."

Reuben’s excitement surged like a rocket. He had just been wondering how to broach the subject, but he hadn’t expected the other party to throw themselves at him after hearing his reputation.

Turns out all those years in Binhe weren’t wasted!

"Of course, my bed is really big at home!" Reuben once again wrapped an arm around KK’s waist.

This time, while KK’s body was still a bit stiff, he didn’t break free.

Feeling KK’s soft body and the faint fragrance emanating from him, Reuben was overjoyed.

Reuben took out his phone and made a call: "Hey, pass it on, I’m busy tonight, no calls. Even if the Iron Blood people want to talk business, it can wait until tomorrow."

After the call, he couldn’t hide the lecherous grin on his face: "Let’s go, little beauty, I’ll take you home."

...

[1:02 AM, 58 minutes past the commission deadline]

Reuben drove KK back to his villa, made the bed in the master bedroom, and awaited the little beauty.

KK sat by the bed, speaking in a sweet voice: "Boss Reuben, do you have anything to drink? I’m a bit thirsty."

Reuben, being very generous, went to the kitchen to fetch two wine glasses, and upon returning with a bottle of red wine, boasted: "Crown brand red wine, 30,000 Moon Coins a bottle, the city’s wealthy love using it for banquets."

KK displayed an adoring expression, accepting the wine from Reuben’s hand, and said in a sweet voice: "Future King of the Borderlands, let me pour your wine~"

Reuben laughed heartily, like an emperor, as he sat on the sofa, enjoying KK’s service.

KK placed the red wine on the table, opened it with a corkscrew, and filled the two wine glasses.

Meanwhile, he used a blind spot in Reuben’s line of sight to discreetly drop a small white pill into one of the glasses of wine.

The pill quickly dissolved in the liquid.

"King of the Borderlands, your wine~" KK handed the glass with the drugged wine to Reuben.

Reuben, unsuspecting, downed it in one gulp.

He put down the empty glass and patted his thigh: "Come, little beauty, sit here with me."

KK hurriedly said: "Let me take a shower first, it was a bit hot back in the bar, I broke a sweat."

Reuben shrugged: "Of course, use a lot of body wash, make yourself smell nice."

KK slipped into the bathroom, locked the door, and turned on the showerhead, creating the sound of running water.

The water ran for nearly half an hour.

KK suddenly heard a call from outside: "Little beauty, aren’t you done yet?"

KK’s face changed, and he quickly pressed the communicator in his ear, lowering his voice to ask: "Bro, didn’t you say the pill you gave me was a hallucinogen?! How come he’s still so alert after half an hour?!"

Su Mo’s apologetic voice came through: "Uh... maybe Reuben has a unique constitution, it takes longer to work on him, just wait a bit longer."

KK was genuinely anxious this time: "Don’t mess with me! Wait any longer and he’ll have me pinned to the bed!"

Su Mo replied seriously: "Don’t worry, if you end up violated, I’ll pay compensation, big money."

KK was so angry he wanted to travel through the communicator and punch Su Mo: "Is this a matter of money?! My psychological trauma for an entire night... I really have no words, I should never have agreed to you dressing me up! What a rotten idea!"

Then, suddenly, there came a "thud" from outside, as if something heavy had fallen.

KK cautiously opened the door and peeked outside, finally breathing a sigh of relief: "Reuben’s down!"