My Realistic Adult Game
Chapter 62 - 37: Sex in Front of the Boss

Chapter 62: Chapter 37: Sex in Front of the Boss

"Get in my car." Sofia opened the door of the Mercedes.

"WHAT? She wants to date you?" Amir’s expression was filled with mischief as he leaned against me, the bastard nudging me with his shoulder, "I always knew you two had something going on."

"Shut up."

The Mercedes followed the Lincoln Navigator in front.

Johnny’s residence isn’t in the city center, nor in the Upper East Side, but in a nearby upscale apartment area.

The police patrol here is very frequent, unlike the Upper East Side and Wynwood, with a police car passing by every ten minutes.

The response time is quick, each apartment in the community has an alarm system, with a sea-view apartment like this valued at over 7 million US dollars.

As a gang leader, he indeed makes a lot of money.

Half of us underlings rent houses, while the other half live in chaotic places like the Upper East Side or Wynwood.

"Aren’t you envious?"

I didn’t answer Sofia’s question.

"The Johnny Clan is a small gang, even after annexing the Costa Ricans, it’s still a small gang, not much in Miami, but Johnny can still live in a place like this.

In a poor country, even a king can enjoy luxury."

Sofia’s comment explained why Johnny lives here, but it also fueled my ambition. If Johnny can, so can I.

That damn woman!

"The main income of the Johnny Clan is selling marijuana, sourced from legal states like California, with just triple the profit.

Now that he’s annexed the Costa Ricans, Johnny raided their kitchen. Can you guess how much he can earn in the future?" Sofia looked at me with interest, speculating on my thoughts.

The scenery outside the window drifted past me, like an animation, frame by frame.

"Meth?"

The Costa Ricans have kitchens and can produce meth themselves.

The price of a kilogram of meth, when sold to other gangs, is twenty thousand dollars, and retail doubles that.

A kilogram of meth can sell for seventy thousand dollars.

If mixed with cocaine and marijuana, the cost would be reduced.

"He’ll make millions of dollars every year."

"Yes, and what right do you have to oppose him? Wealth allows him to recruit more underlings, open more businesses, like a snowball, quickly expanding. After becoming the largest gang in the Upper East Side, the Johnny Clan will keep expanding."

I placed my hand on Sofia’s thigh, stroking it, feeling the smoothness of her stockings.

The Russian driver in front watched through the rearview mirror, seeing my action.

The driver turned away, screaming inside, they really have something going on.

"Thanks for the advice, I’m curious, why don’t you get involved in such business? The Russians also have many factories, can produce fentanyl, ecstasy, can ship heroin from Southeast Asia, all of which are very profitable."

Sofia took out a cigarette, lit it, rolled down the window, and leisurely exhaled smoke rings.

"The drug business easily attracts attention from the DEA and FBI."

"Haha, isn’t smuggling people, organizing prostitution, human trafficking also major crimes?"

"I didn’t force those girls; I need them to work for me voluntarily. Forcing them can extract more value, but the drawback is obvious, it can’t attract more people to work for you."

I understand Sofia’s words now, she wants to expand her territory step by step.

Reducing high-crime-rate businesses, staying on the edge of legal and illegal allows her club and modeling agency to grow.

Money laundering, that’s Sofia’s core business.

"Money laundering, the club can easily launder millions of US dollars. A legitimate modeling agency, large exhibitions, and hidden rules can bring you a lot of wealth. Dirty money can be paid through models’ salaries,

and even use third-party companies to transfer ad revenue from left hand to right hand, with a few overseas wire transfers between banks, dirty money can return to Miami.

Model salaries are high, you can use your third-party company to raise their hourly or daily wages to top model standards, allowing massive money laundering. Plus, these girls are willing to work for you, indebted to you, and this money can return to your hands through overseas accounts. Right?"

"That’s why I’ve always admired you." Sofia blew a smoke ring, "Gang business is varied, in the United States, most gangs rely on drugs, because today’s gangs are just street players. True large gangs or international organizations have complete, extensive supply chains."

Sofia revealed a glimpse of her identity.

She’s from an international Mafia organization.

That’s why she won’t comply with Johnny, because our boss is just a small player.

"Feels hopeful working for me?"

My hand touched Sofia’s private part.

The driver in front sneaked a look; they really have something going on.

Feeling my fingers, Sofia’s body trembled.

But this proud woman didn’t submit, maintaining her expression.

"I don’t like drug trafficking because I have family. If I could choose, I’d opt for lower-risk work. I’m quite satisfied with my current job."

"Is that so?" Sofia’s thigh trembled, she was enduring.

[Damn, my underwear is wet!]

Haha, seeing the prompt above her head, I held back my laughter too.

"Working for you is a good choice."

I smiled, and Sofia had a smile on her face too.

The car entered the underground parking, Johnny’s apartment is on the 21st floor, the house is decorated very simply, the beach and the sea are behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sunlight sparkling on the sea, the blue sea, the white sandy beach, captivating the eyes.