NOVEL WEB Chapter 411: In Club
"You know what! I don't need to think too much when chasing women, just like this bitch, who took the initiative to seduce me!
Do you think I don't know? These women are after my money! Having sex with these women, I feel like I'm soliciting prostitution! Do you know how much I want to get true love? Damn it! I really want to meet a woman who doesn't love my money, but only loves me!!! But, I don't even have the chance to play those rich guys pretending to be poor losers!
Everyone knows that I'm...The son of ....! Fuck!"
"Today, I've finally met someone who understands me! Brother! You're a brother I'm definitely keeping! You fucking get me!!"
"Actually, you're mistaken, Samuel. Your thinking has fallen into a trap! Let me enlighten you!"
Seeing that Samuel was genuinely troubled and that he had hit the mark, Harry immediately began guiding Samuel toward seeking real thrills.
"What? What trap? Good brother! Teach me!! How can I find true love?!! How can I experience the kind of… the kind of unparalleled pleasure you're talking about? Like… just a few touches and she's dripping wet, warm, soft, and soaking…"
Samuel gulped down a glass of wine, his face flushed with excitement, as he eagerly grabbed Harry and pressed for answers.
"The trap you've fallen into can be summed up in one phrase: a confusion of levels!" Harry raised a finger and lectured earnestly.
"With your status, playing with low-level women has lost its challenge for you. Without challenge, there's no thrill, no sense of achievement! So, you've also lost a lot of the fun! What you should be looking for is challenge, is excitement!"
"And for people like us, pursuing a beautiful woman takes effort, takes challenge. Especially someone else's wife—that's even harder, even more tense and thrilling!"
"Think about it. Playing with ordinary women is too easy for you. Just throw money at them, put in a little effort, create some romance, buy them a sports car, an apartment, and these models, these minor celebrities—there's none you can't have. But that's boring! You say you can't find true love, but is that really the case? No! Not at all! It's just that you're used to things being easy and don't want to bother with complications!
Aren't there women who are hard for even you to get? Aren't there women on your level? For example, the wives of executives in your dad's company, or the wives of other rich heirs like you, or even famous married celebrities."
"But why haven't you thought about these women? Because you're afraid of causing trouble, because you're lazy, because you're used to spending a little money to sleep with pretty women!"
"Am I right?"
After speaking, Harry looked at Samuel with a smug expression.
"Yes! That's exactly it!" Samuel nodded vigorously, as if suddenly awakened.
"Don't think just because I'm a rich heir I can do whatever I want. My dad keeps a tight leash on me! He doesn't care if I play around with unmarried young models, minor celebrities, or influencers. But if I… if I mess with someone's wife, and my dad finds out, he'd fucking kill me!"
"Who wouldn't get into trouble if they were caught fucking someone's wife?? If I slept with someone's wife and got caught, they'd want me dead too, right? But have you seen me get into trouble?" Harry continued guiding Samuel.
"Because the women I play with are even more afraid of people finding out than I am! So, they're more careful, more cautious than me! As long as you're careful and don't do anything stupid, nothing will happen!"
"In fact, these married women are even safer than the young girls you go after!"
"Of course, you can't go after the same level of married women as I do. You need to aim higher. The higher their status, the more challenging it is, and the more they'll keep it a secret! Do you understand what I'm saying?" Harry patted Samuel's shoulder, adopting a mentor-like tone.
"Yeah… What you're saying makes sense… But… But I've always just thrown money at women. If you want me to play this way, I fucking don't even know how…" Samuel frowned in frustration.
"Look, I couldn't even handle Nancy properly. And now it's turned out like this…"
Seeing Samuel's troubled expression, Harry secretly sneered in his heart. Samuel looked like this, he must have been swayed by his words! Then things would be easier from now on!
"Don't worry, you've got me! Although the women you play with are on a different level, your level is high too. Women are all the same, and the techniques are naturally interchangeable. As long as you have a target, I can analyze it for you and teach you how to play!" Harry said with a grin, leaning in close to Samuel's ear.
"Yes! Yes yes yes!! Good! Great! That's it! Interesting! So interesting!! Brother Harry, you're truly a fascinating man!! I like you! I like you! The moment I saw you today, I felt a connection!! We're really kindred spirits!! You're a brother I've decided to keep!"
Samuel excitedly hugged Harry, raised his glass, and enthusiastically toasted him.
Harry glanced at the woman beside them, her breasts exposed and her face full of shame, then clinked glasses with Samuel and said with a smile, "President Samuel is right, you're a brother I've decided to keep too!!"
"Let's go sing! Let's have some fun! I'll call some girls over later, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
Samuel snapped his fingers at the woman, signaling her to put her clothes back on, then pulled Harry out the door.
"Go arrange it, book a private room upstairs in the club! I want to sing with my good brother for a while!"
As soon as Samuel stepped out, he instructed the female secretary waiting outside the door, then led Harry toward the elevator while dialing a number on his phone.
"Hey, arrange for a few influencers with big tits and perky asses to come over… Yeah… Domina… Fuck, Hancheston! I'm in Hancheston! Yeah! Hurry up! Within half an hour! There are plenty of influencers in Hancheston, pick a few good ones for me! Yeah! Yes! Hurry!"
Harry walked behind Samuel and caught snippets of his conversation. Hearing that Samuel was arranging for influencers and minor celebrities, Harry's heart surged with excitement.
Samuel was definitely a friend worth keeping!
"President Samuel, we've prepared the best presidential suite for you, please follow me…" As soon as they reached the upper floor, a male attendant in a black suit warmly greeted them, gesturing for Samuel to follow him to the most exclusive room at the end.
The KTV inside the luxury hotel was completely different from the budget karaoke bars Harry had been to before.
Not only was the interior extravagantly decorated, but the place was also filled with beautiful young women in uniforms. The service was exceptionally attentive. As soon as Harry and Samuel entered, two beauties served tea and water, brought fruit, and another was dedicated to song requests and miscellaneous tasks.
Samuel waved at the woman behind him, and she immediately pulled out a stack of USD from her bag, casually tossing a few bills to the waitresses and the manager.
Harry estimated that this casual gesture must have been at least over thousand USD. A rich second-generation heir was still a rich second-generation heir—even if bankrupt, their spending habits were beyond ordinary people's comprehension.
Watching Samuel scatter over thousand USD without batting an eye, Harry felt a pang of heartache. Even if he had money, he wouldn't dare spend it like that.
However, the waitresses, after receiving the tips, immediately became even more enthusiastic, their service so impeccable they'd practically kneel and lick your toes.
The money was clearly well spent.
"President Samuel, the girls are already waiting outside. This batch is the best we have here. Would you like them to come in now?"
As soon as Samuel and Harry sat down, the manager eagerly approached Samuel to ask.
"No need…" Samuel started to say, but after glancing at Harry, he suddenly changed his mind. "Old Harry, do you want to check out a few girls first?"
"Let's take a look then…" Harry thought for a moment before replying.
This was Harry's first time in such a high-end club. Before, when he went to sing, it was always at budget karaoke bars where there weren't even prostitutes.
Now that he was here, and someone else was footing the bill, Harry naturally wanted to experience the charm of a luxury club.
"Understood, President Harry!" The manager immediately turned around happily, opened the door, and clapped his hands at the people outside.
"Old Harry, I didn't expect you to be into these kinds of girls too? Aren't you disgusted by how dirty they are?" Samuel hugged the woman beside him, mocking Harry with a hint of disdain.
"Brother Samuel, you don't understand. Different women have different flavors. These prostitutes naturally have their own unique appeal. Since we're here to have fun, let's try everything for novelty's sake. Who knows, we might discover something unexpected." Harry said with a smile.