John approached with a head full of questions.
He had been scanned several times on the way, his weapons completely exposed, yet no one came to stop him.
Oulos was standing next to the security checkpoint.
She wore high heels, a deep V-neck dress with sequins, with her alluringly colored skin exposed.
Although you could see traces of synthetic material, it was filled with temptation.
"Follow me, John. Let's get you changed first."
Oulos led him through the security checkpoint, alarms blaring, but the man in sunglasses calmly reached out to silence it.
He didn't even glance at the two of them.
Very professional.
"Where is this place?"
John was trailing behind.
He looked around at the interior decor.
To his surprise, beneath the ruined factory exterior, there was a luxurious palace on par with Bolago Club's VIP area.
The inside was divided into numerous rooms.
Some were spacious, others narrow.
Oulos's high heels stepped across the soundproof carpet.
