Chapter 8: Luxurious Return
The orange van stopped near a pedestrian street. Its door slid open, revealing a busy road lined with shops and bars. The sun had already set, but streetlights filled the evening with shining and made it almost as bright as day. Leo was all for it, looking forward to basking in the light and the passersby's gazes. Araman shook his head, still against this idea.
But that was Mr. Luxe's demand: Leo had to meet him and go with him to the local bar alone, with neither ICA staff nor other Sanflarians nearby. Of course, Arnold's higher-ups still planned to keep several agents at the ready, and Luxe should've known this, so there'd be a response if things went wrong. Still, the investor was very insistent that nobody else "interrupts" their lovely meeting.
"We can come there together and tell him we won't be doing it his way," Araman spoke while Lala gave Leo a hug and wished her luck.
"Please, baron. I can take care of myself! The man just wants to feel special for being in the company of a beautiful, naked woman. We can't deny him that," she smiled in response.
Before more arguing could take place, Leo swiftly stepped out of the car and blew her friends an air kiss, already feeling several gazes landing on her nude figure. The pavement wasn't as warm anymore. Instead it gave the girl's feet a cool sensation. She walked forward with her head held high, her steps slow and graceful, while waving and smiling at the surrounding folks. Even asked for directions from a group of people, even though she knew where that bar was located.
People around her were confused, as without her entourage, Leo didn't look like a Sanflarian countess. She was just a butt-naked girl in the middle of the street, possibly an exhibitionist due to her playful smirk. Some looked for a camera behind her, others asked whether it was a dare, but most just enjoyed the moment.
Sure, there were some critics, but the majority was completely fine with Leo being herself in public. After all, it was just a human body with no attached implications. Yet another proof that for Earthians, a CMNF lifestyle could be accepted if they dared to drop the chains of their outdated beliefs and prejudice. When she meets Luxe, she'll be sure to mention it during their conversation.
Interestingly enough, Leo was actually intrigued to meet the man. That call made him seem powerful and mysterious, though he didn't sound fully confident when asking Leo to come alone. Also, she could swear she already heard this voice somewhere before, and it clearly was on Earth. But where? Suddenly, Leo noticed a tuxedo-clad figure waving at her and realized she'll find out very soon.
"Hello, my dear countess. I'm happy to see you again," the figure said as it stepped out from the darkness.
It was a dark-haired, tall man with a look of anticipation in his dark eyes. He must've been in his late twenties and took good care of his health, judging by his smooth skin and athletic physique. Leo recognized him after a moment, even though their previous meeting was very brief. It was Roy, one of the rich bankers she met at Omnia during her previous visit.
"Shall we introduce each other again?" the blonde jested. "I'm Eleonora of Kir'ador, pleased to meet you."
"I'm Elroy Luxe, but you can call me Roy, Lady Eleonora," he replied in a pleasant voice.
"Didn't know you were a multimillionaire! I knew bankers earned a lot in your words, but this much? Not bad."
Roy let out a laugh.
"Thank you. That's true, my business has been booming in the past month, and I figured I could spare some cash on the thing I love the most: naked women. So what will you say? Shall we go inside? I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to discuss anything you want over a glass of wine. Or two."
"You're straight to the point, aren't you?" Leo landed her hands on her hips, showing Roy that she wasn't going to back down from his pressure. "Alright, let it be so. Lead me, old friend, but that vintage better be good, or there'll be no deal between us!"
"Sure, sure, only the best, just as you like," he carefully enveloped his hand around Leo's waist and walked with her to a fancy, exclusive bar.
The staff greeted the two with smiles and politeness. That said, Leo still could tell the male half was gawking at her figure while the female one silently scoffed at her lack of shame. The same was with other formally dressed patrons, who looked at the couple with grins, sometimes commending Roy's choice and complimenting Leo's beauty. The two sat and began ordering their drinks, Roy with a smug look on his face. He clearly felt like a winner right now.
The place was quite nice. Dim lights created a warm atmosphere; the tables and counter were elegantly stylish, and the seats covered with red velvet were especially nice for Leo's noble rear. While some people looked like they wished to be in Leo's company as well, they didn't dare to interrupt her and Roy's talks, so the two were left alone very soon. They clinked their glasses, toasting to pleasant cooperation, and the words began flowing along with fine wines.
Leo told Roy everything she told her previous investors. About the social shift, opportunities for the future, and, of course, the market for Sanflarian culture, since she remembered that Mr. Luxe only cared about money. This time, however, he was much nicer and showed interest in Leo's homeland, culture, and traditions far more than in Omnia. It was even a bit suspicious, but Leo made sure to capitalize on all those topics as much as she could.
Soon, the couple became tipsy since the fancy cheeses they ate couldn't fully counter the alcohol. Their business-like conversation turned casual, and they started to have more and more laughs. Luxe also became bolder as the time went on: while he let Leo sit beside him on her own at first, soon he landed his hand on her shoulder, then slid it down all the way to her backside and started giving her gentle slaps in response to some of her witty remarks.
Of course, Leo wasn't shy to provoke the man herself. The countess caressed Roy's knee with her hand and gave him hugs whenever he was agreeing with her, making sure her round boobs were tightly pressed against the fabric of his tuxedo. At one point, Leo even tricked her investor by telling him to grab the bottle from her and moving her away so that his palm landed right on her breast. Roy took this as a sign and didn't hesitate to escalate further, fondling and squeezing Leo's tits beyond any lines. Sure enough, after that the dialogue quickly became even friendlier.
"Oh wait, that's not very comfortable," Leo suddenly said, making Roy remove his hands in embarrassment.
"Apologies, I thought you enjoyed our... close communication."
