76 Struggling
The next door we went to was a small, quaint cafe. It had a faded sign that read "Coffee Heaven," but it seemed like the heaven was deserted. The café had seen better days, with peeling paint on the walls and faded posters of coffee beans. The interior was dimly lit, and the furniture looked old and worn. As we walked in, I overheard the other gangsters laughing and making jokes about how this place would close down sooner or later. They mocked the empty tables and the lack of customers, saying that it was a waste of space.
The café's owner, a middle-aged woman with tired eyes, looked anxious as we entered. She seemed like she was barely holding on, trying to keep her business afloat in this deserted establishment.
Upon closer inspection, the middle-aged woman appeared to be quite attractive. She had brown hair and eyes, a curvy body, and an air of someone who had already experienced the ups and downs of life. However, the stress she had endured had taken a toll on her, making her appear older than her actual age. "Hey, Chin-Sun, we're here to collect this month's payment," Dang Bak said with a hint of familiarity, though not in a friendly way.
"Can I just give you half? I haven't had any customers yet, so I'm short on cash right now," Chin-Sun replied with a pleading tone.
"No can do, I can't let you off that easy," he sneered as he approached the counter. I could tell from his face that he thinking something perverted, his eyes darting from her boobs to her head back and forth.
"But I can give you some money if you want," he said, attempting to touch her chin teasingly.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Chin-Sun slapped Dang Bak's hand away as if it were contaminated.
However, Dang Bak simply grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to him.
"I told you to forget about your disabled husband," he laughed cruelly, insulting her spouse.
I stood by, observing the drama as it unfolded. I didn't know the woman well enough to intervene.
Dang Bak looked at me with a mixture of anger and surprise. It seemed my intervention had taken him off guard.
"What did you say, newbie? Are you a coward?" he snapped.
I maintained my calm demeanor. "I mean, I don't want to be involved in this kind of stuff. We can all go to prison for rape." I explained.
[Suggestion : Success]
Dang Bak's face turned sour after hearing my words. He might have laughed at me if I had ask for something ridiculous, but suggesting the idea of prison was much easier because what he was doing at that moment could indeed land him in prison. Realizing his mistake, he let go of her. "Bitch, never tell anyone about this, or I'll come back and beat you up," he threatened. "Now, give me half the protection money." Chin-Sun, still shaken and sobbing, reluctantly took all the money from the cashier and handed it to him Let's go now," he ordered.
(Oh man, I thought I could get some MILF pussy today.)
(I was excited to suck those tits dry. Bad day)
(Newbie, you're such a killjoy.)
(If you were not a high prospect, I would have slapped you for stopping Boss BAK.)
The gang members started whining like asshole after we left the cafe. I was really struggling to control myself, resisting the urge to land a few punches on their faces.
'Control yourself, Zyden. Control yourself,' I reminded myself, taking deep breaths to relax my racing emotions.