Trader of Forbidden Euphoria

For Bid Euphoria

A group of security guards came rushing. They held pistol that have a device on it and said, "Target detected: NAME: Kiko Robert. AGE: 49 years old. HEIGHT: 180cm. WEIGHT: 76kg. OCCUPATION: Ex-military veteran. CRIME: Sexual Harassment. ARREST STATUS: C."

"Hey! Stop what you are doing immediately! Hands in the air!"

The bartender started to lose her consciousness as the old man continue kissing her. He then tears down her uniform and lower her bra, caress her bosom and kisses her neck going down to her chest licking all the way down to her teat and suck it like a newborn baby.

"Last Warning! Stop!" yelled the police. Every one of them scattered through the mini-bar and surrounded the old man.

One of the members clicked a switch button in his pistol and the device said, "Safety: Off. Arrest Mode: On. Status: Paralyzer." Then he aimed the gun at the old man and shooted him. The old man loses control of his body and fell down. One of the police catches the bartender while the old man has been apprehended.

"This is unusual, crime happens once in a blue moon," said the ginger-haired guy while sipping the last bit of his glass of wine. "Am I wrong, Chief?"

"Nothing to worry about, crime rate is still below 1% and they are not totally a big deal, something just like this, only harassment, a breakout, addictions, or too much indulge of pleasures," said the Chief while scanning the beer that the old man drinks.

"Object Status: Clear," beep of the device that the chief used for scanning. He looked at the white-pale sleek-faced guy who about to stand from his chair and said, "Nothing's wrong with his drink. Are you in any way affiliated with the old man?"

"I am a stranger to him," the ginger-haired guy smirked. "Thank you for your service, Officer. Kindly continue to supervise the peace because perhaps the system is off."

The guy turned his back to the Chief and leave a penny and 5 notes in the table, he pulled out a paper like a business card from his coat and flick it to the officer. The Chief caught it and read the note.

"Officer, send me the full report of this accident and the details of the victim and suspect. I will appreciate your cooperation."

The Chief did a salute and said with all of his might, "Chief of Security Division 1, Ryleigh, will do your request as follows within the best of my ability."

The ginger-haired guy, with his like dead fisheyes yet a sympathetic comforting stare, once again, did a gentle smirk.

[...AS LONG AS TRADE BETWEEN WORLDS OCCUR, THE PEACE ACCORDANCE WITH NATURE WILL CONTINUE!]

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'Welcome, Ahearn,' said the device on the office door as soon I walked on, 'It is nice to have you in Housekeeping Department, please continue to work with us.'

I greeted my workmates, not much because it is already a night shift, they also did the same. Following the routine, I went to floor A-1ST where I usually clean my designated guests' departed rooms and packed up my equipment and get ready my cleaning trolley. I sipped my bottled iced coffee and did some stretching.

"Alright, let's do this!"

I was ashamed I tried to brighten up my mood, but it did not work. I hate this job, cleaning for someone's mess is messed up. Although I have a choice to move to other kind of work, but I intend to stay here for reasons.

"Hey, good-looking young man, hardworking as ever, eh" said the lady in her fifties. "You should pick a work that is more you, I think you will be good as a game dealer?"

"Ohh, you are flattering me again, that won't do any good for ya, Madam. Thanks to the government anyone can achieve their dreams as long as they are suitable for the criteria."