֍CHAPTER 40: Seven Deadly Sins

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*Author's Note: I'm sorry. I did promise a smutty chapter but I ended up writing more than 4,000 words for the chapter so I had to split the chapter in two and publish this chapter a week earlier. This chapter will continue next week. -K

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In only a matter of minutes, Stepan explained to him what kind of club 'Seven' really is. It operated based on the seven deadly sins. To think back, Kirill couldn't help but think that it is a little similar to 'Fed Fet-ish' somehow. The club tends to the immoral and perverted sexual desires of the elites. It is an expensive and members-only club. But what perplexes Kirill even more was how proud Stepan was when he told him of all these things. He looked excited and didn't seem to notice the immorality of it all.

There are seven vast rooms dedicated to each sin and they are now inside the room called 'Gluttony'. At first, Kirill expected the room to be filled with food or something like that. He knew that some people had fetishes with food or whatever. But the room was instead, rather empty. There were only a couple of sofas and beds in the room which are dark in colour. The interior was dimly lit. The music was blaring but there was no one dancing because there was nobody else in there except for them. "Did you book the whole room?" Kirill asked.

Stepan only nodded in answer. "I want it to be exclusive...," he indicated. "...a bit," he suddenly added. Kirill didn't understand what he meant by that but his heart could feel that something was wrong. Andre was the first to take a seat on one of the sofas on the right side of the room while Stanley went off to another sofa on the left. Alberto walked over to one of the beds on the far left corner of the room. Stepan led Kirill to the sofa in the middle of the room. In Kirill's head, he wondered why they even had to sit separately. It was weird.

A man in a suit entered the room wearing a big flattering smile on his face as other servers went in behind him to each table situated at each sofa and bed to place drinks and snacks on them. Kirill didn't think that they ordered them. But the others didn't say anything so he also didn't say anything to it. The servers left and only the man in suit remained in front of them. "It's been a while. I've served your favourite wine, Young Masters. Now what are your preferences for today?"

Just like how they took the lead to their seats, they were in sequence. "You know my type. I want an older woman, as usual. Dark hair. 159cm." Andre spoke before Stanley followed; "Asian guy. Dark hair." Alberto was next. "I want a girl who can do all three," he said.

Kirill leaned closer to Stepan and whispered into his ears in a volume that only the two of them could hear. "All three?" He asked. Stepan smiled as he looked at him with flirty eyes. "All three; mouth, vagina, ass," he informed in a whisper accompanied by a hand gesture of his fingers going into a hole made by his other fingers. It is the sign of 'fucking'. Kirill gulped as he learned of this matter. He never thought that Alberto had a kink like that.

The man then looked at Stepan and Kirill, expecting to hear their orders. "What about you and you, sir?" Stepan only looked at him blankly and said; "We're good." To that, the man nodded and walked out of the room without a word.

Kirill looked at Stepan and wondered. "You don't want one?" He asked. Stepan turned towards Kirill, looking appalled. "Huh? I got you, why would I need an escort?" He said. He suddenly felt angry at a thought that he had not had before. "Do you want one?" He gritted his teeth as he asked with his tone slightly raised, getting ready to flip a table if he is further provoked.

Kirill understood immediately not to mess around with him. Suddenly, he couldn't help but feel nervous to see Stepan flipped like a switch. "Of course... not?" He answered. That was probably the first time he saw him being angry. Noticing that Kirill was shocked by what he saw, Stepan toned down his anger and smiled at him sweetly. "That's good. If you want one, I'll kill whoever you picked," he said and laughed as if he was joking. Kirill also thought that Stepan was joking so he nervously laughed along too. He had no idea that Stepan actually meant every word that he had said. He will kill whoever that is.

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