My Realistic Adult Game
Chapter 96 - 51: Do You Want Me to Bring Friendship or Death?

Chapter 96: Chapter 51: Do You Want Me to Bring Friendship or Death?

[Kelly’s conquest increases, conquest 60%]

I walked over to the two girls, their lips parted, and my penis was sandwiched between them.

Kelly licked my balls while Ella swallowed my penis.

After giving me a blowjob, the two girls started to French kiss, my semen smeared all over their tongues.

Watching them swallow my cum, I sat down on the sofa.

I took out a cigarette, lit it, Kelly sat on my left, Ella on my right, their heads resting on my chest, the three of us enjoying the warmth of the moment.

[It’s great to lie in Kenny’s arms]

[I wish time could pass a little slower.]

The two girls’ hearts changed, no jealousy, no insults, their relationship improved.

This time I got $130,000, with $60,000 in cash at home, totaling $190,000, which is a huge amount of money, and I have $120,000 more in the bank.

In just a week, I got my first pot of gold. $310,000, something I couldn’t imagine.

In this week, a lot has happened, like a dream.

I’ve become powerful; the adult virtual game in Sin City has given me superhero-like strength.

My life has become strange, full of unknowns.

Previously, my wish was to take care of my family, make a lot of money.

Now, my wish is to survive, for my family, for my friends, for those around me.

Johnny!

This name appeared in my mind.

I have the title, Executioner Kenny Clark, the Butcher of Miami, my influence has grown, Johnny treats me differently, being a gang member has put me in danger.

I must live.

Kelly and Ella dragged me back into the morass of the Mad Dog Claude case, the Colombians, and the hidden hand behind the case, these unknown enemies I have to face.

I must live.

To gain power, I need to rely on Sofia.

A person’s power is limited; to deal with powerful enemies, I need to build my own organization.

I need more money.

I need greater influence, to get more people to follow me.

Become the Godfather!

Only this way can I survive!

If the light cannot save me, then I’ll become the darkness!

After having dinner Kelly made, I took the two girls to the club.

Kelly and Ella changed into black tailored suits, carrying guns.

These two girls have been reborn from the ashes, they are now my subordinates, gunmen, killers, people I trust.

Walking into the club, the waiters and dancers bowed to me.

"Kenny!"

"Kenny!"

"BOSS!"

Everyone greeted me.

Arriving at the bar, a red figure appeared in my sight.

Sofia was lazily sitting at the bar, one hand propped under her chin, swirling champagne in the other.

"Hi!" I greeted Sofia, leaning on the bar. Snapping my fingers, the waiter looked at me. "Give me a beer."

"Okay, Kenny." The waiter placed a beer on the bar.

"Sofia."

The lady boss traced circles on her glass, "WHAT?"

"What’s on your mind? It’s the first time I’ve seen you so deep in thought."

Sofia turned her head to stare at my face. "Everyone knows I want to date you."

Fack!

This answer exceeded my expectations. "We." We should keep a low profile.

"We should indeed date, so I’m thinking about where we should go."

Fack!

If Johnny knows, he’ll kill me.

I took a swig of my beer, "God is just playing a joke."

"Really? I don’t see it as a joke, I’m thinking about what to name the kids after we get married."

Fack!

Are you trying to provoke Johnny’s anger? I glared at this woman. She’s like a siren, full of danger.

"Why talk about kids?" I said in frustration.

"Then let’s talk about marriage!" Sofia laughed playfully, "We should consider where to hold the wedding."

Fack! This woman is doing it on purpose, I’m sure.

The waiter looked at me strangely.

Screaming internally, is Kenny really having an affair with Sofia!

Already considering marriage?

I saw the expression on the waiter’s face, damn it!

No matter how I explain now, no one will believe me. I really have no plans to marry her!

"Can you stop joking?"

Sofia pouted, hooking a finger under my chin, "I’m not joking, the Butcher of Miami, Executioner Kenny Clark, what a charming man. Johnny doesn’t have such titles."

Damn it!

My expression wasn’t good; her words were provoking Johnny.

"I want to become the club’s owner, your partner."

"A real owner?" Sofia smiled in satisfaction, a man with ambition is charming.

"Yes. What do I have to do?"

"A million US Dollars, and I’ll give you shares. PINK will expand, opening branches, Fort Lauderdale, Palm Island will have branches, Johnny’s shares will dilute; if you invest, I’ll make you a shareholder. You can choose a club to manage.

If you have five million US Dollars, I’ll make you a shareholder of Top Models.

If you have ten million US Dollars, I’ll make you a shareholder of Outstanding."

The club isn’t Sofia’s core business; the real money is made from Top Models and Outstanding.

Outstanding is a financial company, the core of Sofia’s money laundering operation.

Top Models runs a modeling company, T-Mo not only does runway shows, car shows, and events but also advertising, video, and streaming, turning models into traffic stars and running various businesses, including movies and TV.