After finishing his stretches, Alexander put his hands behind his back and slowly walked into Dragon Hall.
Dragon Hall was a place of lavish indulgence, where one night could easily cost millions. Even a single bottle of Champagne started at several hundred thousand, making it a place well out of reach for the average person.
As Alexander entered Dragon Hall, eight beautiful hostesses in qipao slit up to the thighs bowed in unison, calling out: “Welcome, boss.”
As they bowed, their low-cut collars revealed their soft, porcelain skin.
Without sparing them a glance, Alexander walked past and quietly said: “Private room number one.”
“Right this way, boss.” the most beautiful hostess said with a sweet smile, leading Alexander inside, her body almost brushing up against his.
“Alexander?”
