Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom

156  Chapter 156 : Mila Khalifa

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"What is that sound...?" Ria asked Das after hearing the loud noise coming from the top floor.

"That's where we are conducting an auction... Bidding is still going for those porntub models." Das said while sharing food with Ria on the same plate.

"No, the noise is more like they are fighting. Who will shout like that in an auction?" Ria asked in a confused tone. Das just laughed at her question and continued to explain what was happening on the top floor.

"What?!... Did you really ask them to remove their....!!!" Ria stopped in the middle of the sentence as her cheeks turned red  with shyness.

"It's just a small tactic..." Das gave a sly wink to her and went onto the podium.

He instructed the girls on what to do after finishing their meal. He requested the third sister and Ria to manage these girls and transfer them to respective floors according to the plan.

Later, Das went to the auction room through the back door and met with Martin, who was cheering the girls in high spirits.

"What are you saying? Did they really agree to do that?" Martin questioned Das in a surprised tone.

"Yes, I also brought those girls to our hotel. First, transfer ten crores to the Mittal family. I will inform the anchor and managing girls to get ready for this business." Das said as he took the walki-talkie to inform the anchor, who is wearing an earpiece to communicate with the backstage.

The bidding for the eighth group of models is going on, and the anchor is busily announcing the bids for ten desi models who were in a royal queen outfit with a crown on their heads.

Ava Elfie led these ten queens onto the stage. She extended her tongue outside and sucked her finger in a seductive manner while leaning towards the crowd to display her cleavage.

Immediately after the anchor completed bidding for the eighth group, Das started informing the anchor about the new arrangement and instructed her to announce it to the crowd at the end of the auction.

After receiving confirmation from her, Das disconnected the call and went back to gather the managing girls and a few subordinates to make proper arrangements.

While Das got busy with the arrangements, the anchor on the stage called the ninth group of girls.

The pink-headed Lolli, who teases the people with her facial expressions and weird eye moments, led the ninth group of desi girls, who were in a school uniform with a short skirt and transparent white shirt.

The people near the runway started making screeching sounds with more noise. Those loose skirts were not at all obstructing their view from below. These short girls with a small build and big boobs fit perfectly in those school uniforms.

The alternating air blowers helped the crowd have a better view as the soft skirts of the models danced in that high wind. The pink head girl took centre stage, and the ten girls stood behind her at a side angle.

Like a trained cheerleading group, all ten models, along with the pink head girl, squatted on the floor and started twerking their butts with sweet laughter.

While the models got busy entertaining the crowd, the anchor girl announced the bidding for the lilies.

After coming out of the auction room, Das sent the four hundred girls to different floors, and he also sent two subordinates to each floor to watch over the crowd.

After gathering the managing girls, he explained to them how to allot girls to each floor based on their body features and asked them to display the price of each floor at the entrance.

As the three floors on top were already arranged for the one fifty girls, the managing girls started making arrangements on the lower floors. They allotted one girl to each room and sorted these four hundred girls into different floors based on their age and body count.

Das asked John to look after the security as they need to control the large number of guests after finishing the auction for the one fifty girls. The things were moving pretty fast as Das wrapped up all the arrangements and the anchor girl called upon the last group of models.

"Everyone, I have a big announcement after this bidding. You are going to witness the last group of girls. So do not hold back. If you guys miss this chance, only regret will be left in your lives."

While the anchor got busily enticing the crowd, Mila Khalifa, the star of the show, made an entrance in a plain, transparent saree, and ten fat chicks with oversized mounds and thick thighs followed her.

The crowd stood from their seats and started chanting her name, and the people near the runway stretched their hands to touch her body. The transparent saree did not hide anything from the crowd. As the desi models and Mila Khalifa were not wearing anything inside.

Everyone started staring at her clean-shaved cat and round, overgrown melons, which were in a blur like in a Japanese fun video. As the perky nodes pointed out from the transparent clothes, she squeezed those melons together and started teasing the crowd with seductive glances.

With her iconic wide glasses and a happy grin, she displayed her charm to the crowd.

The anchor is trying hard to control the crowd. In front of the loud shouting of the guests, the anchor's voice on the loud speakers became negligible.

Das hurried the staff and the security as he understood that the last saree group had made an appearance after hearing that loud response from the crowd.

The anchor passed the microphone to Khalifa to control the crowd. But after hearing her seductive laughter on the loud speakers, people started making more noise by beating the seats.

They switched on the flash lights and focused on Khalifa.

Finally, Martin stopped the music playing in the background and shifted the focus lights away from Khalifa.

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