Nikolai stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his newly purchased Italian luxury suit. His black silk coat with a long fishtail fit crisply against his soft white shirt and red tie, giving him a bright, yet not overly serious look.
'Well, everything is working in my favour.'
He spent the entire night resting while going through the documents needed to purchase the land and storefronts from the people who fled the southern sector of the city. Because there were laws against the amount of property one person could own. But Nikolai avoided this issue by purchasing them in the names of his wives.
'Though if not for having dozens of our clan members working secretly in the government, even that would have been difficult.'
"You look quite dashing, my dear husband."
"It makes me just want to eat you up."
A sultry eastern accent entered his left and right ears simultaneously, as two beautiful blonde foxy beauties appeared in the mirror.
