Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 693 You Not Happy Working Here???

"Brother-in-law, Bunny, Ariana."

Leading the arrival was Avery, adorned in a stunning pink ensemble, exuding a tender and captivating aura. Her gaze met Luis's, brimming with profound affection, a picture of delicate charm.

Even a short separation felt like a new honeymoon. Having recently experienced her first love, this newly deflowered young woman was at the zenith of her passionate longing. The few days apart had amplified her yearning into an intense ache.

Her adoration was unmistakable, clearly displayed on her face. That nascent romantic glimmer was instantly discernible to her young cousin.

Indeed, it would require blindness not to notice the obvious spark between them.

Shortly after nine, Ariana's classmates and friends began to make their appearances.

They were predominantly young girls with a certain edgy, cool vibe. The two young boys present appeared noticeably subdued and out of their element. In Luis's estimation, they were merely youngsters, posing no challenge whatsoever.

A reserved booth awaited them. As the pulsating music ignited, the bar's ambiance escalated, growing progressively more spirited.

Feeling a distinct generational disconnect, and not wanting to cause any discomfort, Luis excused himself after ordering the drinks. Before departing, he exchanged a knowing glance with Leah.

His young sister-in-law responded with a serene smile, conveying her confident management of the situation. Observing her cousin's enthusiastic greetings to her friends, Leah recognized the plan was well on its way to success.

"Enjoy yourselves. It's been a while since I've visited, so I'll also take a look at the accounts."

With a convenient pretext, Luis made his exit.

The chosen beverage was Axe Brand, renowned for its smooth, icy blend. It was also recognized, in traditional circles, as a potent concoction—the kind that might lead to "losing one's virginity."

The elegant glassware and an ostentatiously large fruit platter set this venue apart from their usual haunts, creating an illusion that humble beer felt decidedly pedestrian.

Ariana radiated smugness. As she encouraged everyone to drink, she boasted with an air of audacious authority that the bar was her elder sister's property.

She even divulged, with feigned mystery, the establishment's unspoken rules. Though she herself was only just learning them, she found immense pride in flaunting this supposed insider knowledge.

Witnessing his young cousin's vanity being so thoroughly indulged, Luis let out a sly chuckle and discreetly shared another meaningful look with Avery.

Within the bar premises, two private rooms were equipped with KTV systems. Daniel had initially deemed them somewhat unsophisticated, and consequently, had personally overseen their redesign before making them available for use.

One of these rooms had already been secured by booking.

After all, as the night deepened, numerous observant eyes would be present, and escorting them around could potentially lead to unwanted complications...

Avery and Ariana were already acquainted. While the others were unfamiliar with Avery, under the guidance of the young sister-in-law, she integrated effortlessly, fitting right in with their group's demeanor.

Previously, she had maintained a rather prim and proper image. With a limited budget, frequenting nightclubs like this was out of the question, thus, her curiosity was understandably piqued.

Luis had already informed her mother in advance. Blanche posed no objections from her end. With her beloved keeping a watchful eye, she felt entirely at ease, even though she was fully aware that this

"I absolutely ensure she will be comfortable!"

A poke at the paper-thin window, and it shattered. The truth was, both mother and daughter had already sensed this outcome in their hearts. Sharing a husband was merely a matter of when. Luis eagerly anticipated that moment but had no intention of forcing it, opting instead to grant them ample time for mental preparation.

"Get lost, your mouth never utters anything decent."

Blanche stretched languidly, her movements exuding an even more captivating and alluring aura. She softly murmured, "Darling, my teacher certification exam is concluded. As I'm about to enhance my qualifications, I wish to seek a new career path."

"What is it, aren't you content with your role here?"

Luis inquired with a touch of worry.

The vocational school where she had previously served as a 'teacher' was, in reality, a self-appointed position. The compensation was poor, and the remuneration was meager. Logically, there was nothing to lament about leaving it behind.

"It's not that, I actually find my work here rather fulfilling. So many students come to cheer me on, and the income is substantial."

Blanche cast a glance in her daughter's direction and confided, "However, when all is said and done, this profession is essentially a fleeting youth market. Even if a manager refrains from prostituting herself, the constant late nights filled with drinking will inevitably take a severe toll on my health over the long haul."

"After all, it is a job. At times, even when you're feeling utterly dreadful, you must persevere and step up. Consequently, there are also numerous moments of utter helplessness."

Furthermore, this establishment, Hans Bar, operated as a gay bar. While less than half of its clientele identified as genuinely homosexual, the majority frequented the place driven by a sense of curiosity, much like Ariana and her companions.

However, the prevalence of perverts within its walls was also particularly noteworthy. Gay individuals, just like anyone else, were not universally individuals of striking beauty or stunning allure.

A pairing like Nina and Bella already represented the absolute zenith of attractiveness within this venue. Thus, ordinary individuals certainly existed, and the presence of grotesquely unattractive individuals was even more pronounced here.

Among the male patrons, one could find lecherous middle-aged men, and among the female patrons, there were equally corpulent, bloated harpies with faces resembling swine.

Daniel, having fully surrendered to his carnal desires, was undeniably relishing the experience. Possessing the means to be selective, the partners he engaged with were presumably of a rather high caliber.

Blanche, conversely, found the environment somewhat agonizing. Her sexual orientation was entirely conventional, and her employment here was merely a temporary phase.

The most significant benefit stemmed from the ability to entertain those young women from the flight attendant academy who came to offer their support. Gradually, her initial awkwardness had transformed into seasoned expertise, propelling her towards the pinnacle of the sales champion team.

The reason was straightforward: her exceptional beauty and figure were undeniable, complemented by her distinctive personal charm.

In the estimation of certain female patrons, particularly those with a predilection for younger married women, she was an ardently desired delicacy, embodying an utterly devastating elegance.

Even for those whose preferences extended beyond young married women to include younger, more tender individuals, her allure remained entirely irresistible.

The sexual harassment was relentless. Blanche felt she could endure it no longer. In order to meet her performance targets, she was compelled to maintain a facade of compliance, and indeed, the pressure was immense.

Upon hearing this, Luis immediately grasped the situation. He recalled Daniel's request for his assistance during the initial few days of the grand opening. Damn it, the memory of those lecherous, envious gazes directed at him sent a shiver of revulsion down his spine, tightening his very core. From that point forward, he resolved to avoid this place whenever possible.

Given Blanche's normal orientation, her inability to accept this environment was entirely understandable. Her current act of deliberately transferring her clients to Daniel's care underscored the profound intensity of her desire to depart.

Luis positioned himself very near to her, their faces almost touching as they spoke, creating an atmosphere of extreme intimacy, and both appeared remarkably at ease.

His breath caressed her. Here, amidst the pulsating rhythm of the passionate music and the intoxicating effects of the alcohol, a hazy, dreamlike mist descended upon Blanche's eyes, growing ever more profound.