Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom Chapter 94 : Random thoughts (Bonus)

Announcent: Web Novel offered a contract today. That ans my work is going to be premium in few days. I'm releasing this bonus chapter to celebrate our success. As for the power stones bonus, it will delivered as usually.

In this happy ti, I want to thank few mbers who supported this book from the starting...

Thank you @Lemon_Square, @ArvindDel, @jose_1992, @taanish, @rackson, @Gp_Vaa.

You all supported this book from the starting chapters with power stones and comnts... Thank you so much.

I think i missed few people... I will definitely ntion their nas in the next chapters.

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Three days after the incident of massacre at Shetty family training centre,

City college,

Mumbai.

At evening five o'clock.

Das stood in the college parking lot along with Sheela. Before them a brand-new Range Rover is parked with new decorations.

"Hey, how much ti should I wait?..." Sheela asked with an annoying tone as Das closed her eyes with his right-hand palm.

"Just a second, we are almost here." Das said while taking her near the car.

Surprise...

Das said as he removed his right-hand palm which is covering her entire face. Sheela imdiately opened her eyes eagerly.

Sheela took a mont to stare at the brand-new car before her eyes. Even though she asked for a car… she never expected that Das would really do that.

"How much is it?" Instead of feeling joy… Sheela questioned him with a serious face.

"Don't worry about the price… look at the car Do you like it?" Das asked with a sweet smile.

"No… it is a range rover, tell how much money you wasted because of ?" Sheela asked with a teary eyes.

"Hey… hey, stop blaming yourself. If you cry like this… people will think that I'm forcing you into sothing." Das said loudly, trying make her laugh.

But Sheela still continued to look depressed. With an impatient face, Das directly dragged inside the car and locked the door. As he customised the glasses for privacy, there is no risk of soone peeking inside.

"Why are you not believing . Didn't I say that I have a lot of money… At present I'm richer than your father." Das said seriously while holding her cheeks.

"Hehe… nice joke. Don't try to fool . Do you even know how much wealthy is my father?" Sheela asked with a playful laughter.

"I don't know about your father… But, trust that I have a lot of money." Das said while poking his finger on her dimple.

"Hey, don't touch like that…" Sheela replied while covering her cheeks.

"Ok… now tell , did you like the car?" Das asked as he laid his hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah… it's really big with good space. The seats are comfortable too. I like it…" Sheela replied with a sweet smile.

"Now you like it more." Das said as he switched on the recliners. Slowly the seats moved back to ninety degrees and a flatbed ford inside the spacious car.

"Wah… It's really comfortable here." Sheela said as her body laid beside Das on the flat seat bed.

Das felt little happy after seeing her sweet smile… He sat in the car show room for three hours patiently to customise this bed.

"From now on this is our place." Das said as he leaned on her face to kiss her lips. Sheela did not reject his action and let his tongue inside without any resistance.

As the cold air circulating inside the car, Das continued to taste her sweet lips. He locked her tongue with a deep sucking and enjoyed the taste of her sweet mouth.

Gradually his hand moved from her face to lower mountains. He slowly massaged her petite mounds without giving a chance to breath. He removed her middle shirt button and inserted his hand skilfully inside her brasier.

Just as he pinched her baby pink nipple, Sheela phone started ringing with a thundering noise and coincidentally, Das mobile also began ringing like a loud speaker.

Even though Das tried to ignore the ringing noise, Sheela stood up like a startled fish after seeing the caller id.

"Das, my father ca to pick up. I need to go. Bye." Sheela directly kissed him on the cheek and left the car in a flash. Of course, she arranged her clothes neatly before getting down from the car. With a disappointed mood, Das stayed alone inside the car.

As the mobile is still ringing like a morning chicken, Das picked up the call.

"Das, my father is conducting big eting with all supporters… he also asked to invite you for the eting." Das heard a sweet voice of Luna while enjoying the cool breeze from the air conditioner.

"Why is he conducting a eting now? Is there anything important?" Das asked in a questioning tone.

"Hmmhh… I already guessed that you will forget about this important matter. Tomorrow is the day of peace eting. Abdullah family already sent invitations for both families." Luna explained with a serious tone.

"Hey, why are you talking like that? Did anyone upset you?" Das asked questioningly as Luna is speaking little unusually.

"Idiot… you are the one who upset . Do know how many days it is?!... You didn't even co to visit once." Luna yelled loudly and directly disconnected the call without listening to his reply.

Hey… hey…

Das called out for Luna… But only a beep sound ca from the other end.

"What a silly girl, I should do sothing... Otherwise, she will act like a little witch." Das muttered while thinking about the eting at Reddy family villa. Das lied on the car seats for half an hour as the thought of Leela is disturbing his mind.

He did not understand the link between Leela and the organisation which ca to clean up the massacre at the Shetty family training centre.

"Next ti, I need to ask Maria about the details of that organisation and also need to check the background of this Leela."

Her acting is perfect in the role of the receptionist… even Das took a mont to recognise her at the training centre as she ca to clean up.

"I don't know how many days I can hide in this low life… things are changing pretty fast. One day the hidden family will co after and you. But before that I need to find a good support to protect you and also ." Das uttered while looking at the baby's face on his mobile screen.

Stella sent the picture of the playing baby as Das instructed her to send baby pictures for every half an hour. On the mobile screen his face is reflecting on the glass screen. Das is staring deeply at his eyes as its colour is matching with the left eye of the baby.

"Maybe that mountain goat spirit is the reason for this sky-blue colour of our eyes. Then how did you get the golden-brown eyes?!" Das questioned as he sat alone in the new Range Rover.

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