The Supreme Emperor Suite.
Above, multicolored magnesium lights flickered.
A row of handsome men, dressed in the club’s special suits, stood neatly in unison, bending over and greeting, "Hello, master."
The male models here have been meticulously selected; their physique, looks, and voices are all impeccable.
These men look as good as any woman.
Adjutant Li was drooling, "Admiral, the Crown Prince is really generous to you."
"..." Well, he truly is generous, especially after fighting on the battlefield together.
Could he be otherwise?!
Alexander Kingsley couldn’t even tell if what they had was brotherly affection or something more. For so many years, the two had been inseparable.
Alexander Kingsley didn’t even know when he might have bent; was it when the Crown Prince saved his life?
The club madam grinned and looked at Alexander Kingsley, who hadn’t reacted much. She politely said, "Esteemed patron, you don’t batch? How about we change the style?"
This batch of male models bowed and exited, making way for the next batch.
Soon, the next batch of male models came in, all dressed in sexy bunny costumes, and politely greeted, "Evening, Sir."
"..." Alexander Kingsley face-palmed!!
Seeing this group of big guys in women’s clothing, Alexander Kingsley was at a loss for words. All he could say was that the Crown Prince had really thought things through ’thoroughly.’
After a moment, Alexander Kingsley snapped back to reality, his expression turning dark, "Get out——"
The adjutant persuaded, "Admiral, with so many handsome men, wouldn’t you want to take another look?"
Those bodies, those handsome faces - they were drool-worthy, even if not quite on the level of the big Boss... These men were still top-notch in terms of beauty and appeal.
Such a bent Admiral surely would like them very much, right?!
Besides, this is a gift from the Crown Prince, a blessing.
"Out." Alexander Kingsley was losing his patience as he coldly shot a glance at the adjutant.
The adjutant, eager to survive, promptly shut his mouth.
The club madam dared not offend this big shot and pondered whether to switch another batch?
She initially thought the Admiral was the dominant one, so that batch was submissive. But seeing how fiery the esteemed patron was, perhaps this handsome patron isn’t a tyrant but a submissive? Does he want to be a top?
"Esteemed patron, please wait a moment. There’s sure to be a boy you’ll like——" the madam said with a smile.
Alexander Kingsley’s eyes grew colder. He came here just to make an appearance.
He had no intention of doing anything with these men; he simply wasn’t interested.
Carla Carr touched up her makeup, came out of the suite, and was ready to hit the bar for some fun. As she passed the hallway, she noticed the open door next to her and instinctively glanced inside.
Alexander Kingsley sat there casually, exuding an aura of authority.
A surge of fire sparked in Carla Carr’s heart. Without thinking, she rushed in and plopped down on Alexander Kingsley’s lap, "Admiral, long time no see!!"
"..." Alexander Kingsley’s face turned grim, and his tone was icy, "Get off."
Who gave her the nerve to just sit on his lap?
"I won’t get off, won’t get off, just won’t." Carla Carr deliberately snuggled closer, whispered, "You dared to insult me, yet you’re afraid of me sitting for a moment?"
"Or perhaps, Admiral, you’re just waiting for me to make the first move?"
Witnessing this, everyone in the suite quietly and sensibly exited.
Soon, only Alexander Kingsley and Carla Carr remained, with a faint air of ambiguity in the atmosphere.
Then, Alexander Kingsley furrowed his sharp eyebrows, "Try sitting once?"