Chapter 93 Passion Trap
The next morning, Gambian President Yahya received a phone call from Libyan President Gaddafi, inviting him to pay an official five-day friendly visit to Libya.
Yahya was filled with excitement after receiving the call and began to prepare actively. Gaddafi, known as the African Lion, invited him, which was a very important and prestigious event and he had to be cautious.
The gap in territory, economy, and military power made Yahya feel like he was summoned. Perhaps this would improve his relationship with Gaddafi, or bring him unexpected wealth.
Three days later, Yahya boarded a special plane to Libya for an official friendly visit. During the visit, he did not bring his personal assistant Karen with him, but brought his wife. Karen had no place in such a formal occasion, after all, she was not the president's wife, but just a beloved assistant.
"Hi, Miss Karen, what are you busy with?" Inside the Presidential Palace, Gun Ghost greeted Karen who was sorting documents.
The Gun Ghost, who is responsible for the training of Yahya's personal guards, can easily enter and exit the presidential palace. Every day he has to arrange security work according to Yahya's schedule. This is also part of his job. After all, there are really no particularly professional talents in Banjul.
"Oh, it's Mr. Gun Ghost." Karen turned around and gave Gun Ghost a charming smile, then put down the documents in her hand.
Without Yahya, the entire presidential palace seemed relaxed. Except for the bodyguards who were brought to Libya, the rest were also in a semi-resting state. Karen was even more in a resting state, and sorting out documents was just something she did casually.
"Miss Karen, you are so dedicated, but we can relax today." Gun Ghost said to Karen very familiarly, "I know there is a great French restaurant. How about I treat you to the most delicious caviar and foie gras in the world? Oh, and my treasured 1982 Lafite."
Karen did not refuse the invitation from Gun Ghost. After accepting a large amount of jewelry and other bribes from Gun Ghost, Karen naturally regarded Gun Ghost as a good person who tried to please her in every way, so it was natural for her to go out for dinner.
"I'll go change my clothes. " Karen smiled coquettishly and directly accepted the Gun Ghost's suggestion.
"Okay, see you in half an hour." The Gun Ghost smiled and nodded, not forgetting to remind him, "Karen, you should actually use Chanel No. 4. This way you will be more charming."
Karen readily accepted Gun Ghost's proposal. There was a whole series of Chanel perfumes in her room, all of which were brought from abroad by Gun Ghost. Chanel was particularly precious in Gambia, and in the eyes of women, it was even more precious than gold.
Half an hour later, Karen came out wearing a fitted cheongsam, fragrant with fragrance. Her hair was tied back, her eyelids were painted with light blue eyeshadow, her plump lips were painted with light lip gloss, and her eyes were extremely attractive.
When the Gunman saw Karen dressed like this, his eyes lit up. He swallowed hard, steadied himself, and opened the car door for Karen.
I have to say that Yahya has a good eye. Karen is a dazzling black pearl. No matter what people's aesthetics are, they will think she is very beautiful . Especially the charm and seductiveness she exudes can easily arouse men's primitive desires...
This is a relatively high-end French restaurant with an elegant environment. The melodious piano music flows from the fingertips of a black girl, filling the restaurant with a strong French romantic atmosphere.
Mekaler, dressed in military uniform, sat upright in front of a large dining table, waiting there quietly. When he saw Gunner and Karen, who were dressed in their best clothes, he immediately stood up from his chair, bowed slightly to Karen with a smile on his face, and behaved like a man should.
Karen was slightly stunned when she saw Mekaler, but soon she smiled brightly, nodded and greeted Mekaler reservedly.
"So General Mekale is here too." Karen nodded and looked at the Gun Ghost with a hint of resentment in her eyes.
Although her eyes were complaining, she didn't mean to blame him. She had been with Mekaler quite a lot recently, and these opportunities were created by the Gun Ghost.
Karen held a respectful attitude towards Mekale. She knew how powerful this man was and that he had provoked Gambia's military power, even though Yahya now somewhat ignored him.
But no matter what, he is a very personable man, and a very strong and sexy man.
"Karen, General Mekaler happens to be free today, so I invited him to have lunch with me, haha..." Gun Ghost explained with a smile, pointing at Mekaler and said, "The general is a very worthy friend to associate with, especially his wit and humor, which is unanimously praised by everyone."
Mekaler, who was in charge of the matter, smiled gracefully, pulled out a chair for Karen, and returned to his seat only after Karen sat down.
"Pa pa pa..." The Gun Ghost clapped his hands lightly a few times, signaling the waiter to serve the dishes.
Plate after plate of dishes came up like water, filling the rectangular table.
A bottle of red wine appeared in Gun Ghost's hand. He carefully opened the cork and poured it for the two of them, saying, "82 Lafite. Drink one bottle less. This is the most precious."
The red wine was indeed good. The aroma spread the moment it was poured into the goblet and penetrated into the nostrils of the three people.
"This is the most famous Caviar in France. Beluga-grade caviar is made from healthy wild sturgeon eggs that can live up to a hundred years and have a growth cycle of more than 60 years. Usually, the global catch of sturgeons is less than 100 per year." The gun ghost introduced a plate of caviar, which was not much, "See? Some of these fish eggs are golden yellow. Such fish eggs are called Almas. They are priceless and you may not be able to eat them even if you have money."
The Gun Ghost gave two pieces of golden caviar to Mekale and Karen, and then he picked up a little and put it in his mouth, using his tongue to break the caviar on the roof of his mouth, enjoying the sound of the cracking fish roe and the freshness of the fish roe itself.
"You can eat caviar when you are having a good time, and you can also eat it when you are having a bad time. It is a reward when you are victorious, and it is a comfort when you are in trouble. On the day when you make your first million, tasting caviar must be wonderful; and enjoying this delicacy on the eve of bankruptcy is a final display of your unwillingness to admit defeat, and the taste may be even better. Also, you can eat it when the flower of love blooms, and you can also eat it when the flower of love withers..."
The gun ghost, with a look of enjoyment on his face, recited these words poetically to express his praise for caviar.
In addition to caviar, the table also has Foie Gras foie gras and Fontuta's classic white truffles.
This was a top-notch luxurious lunch, more luxurious than eating gold.
Watching the two people drink the red wine, an imperceptible light flashed in the Gun Ghost's eyes, and a deep smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, Gun Ghost's phone suddenly rang, disrupting the meal that the group was enjoying.
"What's the matter?" Gun Ghost asked as he picked up the phone casually, his expression becoming more and more gloomy as the voice on the phone continued.
"Understood! Understood! I'll be there right away!" The Gun Ghost hung up the phone, as if he had encountered something extremely stressful.
"Mr. Gun Ghost, what happened?" Mekaler asked Gun Ghost.
"Hey, damn it!" Gun Ghost cursed angrily, "Those damn guys from the Foreign Legion are fighting again, and even killed one person."
“Hahahaha…” Mekaler laughed loudly, shook his head and said to the gun ghost: “These guys are not reassuring at all.”
The Foreign Legion does not belong to Mekale's forces, and he does not have any good feelings towards the Foreign Legion, because the Foreign Legion has greatly impacted his position, and he wishes the other party to suffer bad luck.
"Is anything going to happen?" Karen asked the Gun Ghost.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Gun Ghost stood up from his chair and said to the two with regret: "I'm really sorry, I can't have dinner with you two, I have to go back and deal with it. If possible, please ask General Mekaler to send Miss Karen back after dinner. Sorry, goodbye."
After saying this, the Gun Ghost ran out in a hurry to calm the chaos of the foreign legion.
Only Mekale and Karen were left at the table. They sat opposite each other, their eyes showing undisguised admiration for each other. Perhaps because they drank too much red wine, their eyes became increasingly heated, as if they were entangled.
"Karen, let me take you back." Mekale suggested.
"Of course." Karen did not refuse.
He handed his hand to the graceful Mekale, and the two got in the car and drove towards the Presidential Palace.
There was no one else in the presidential palace except some servants. At Karen's enthusiastic invitation, Mekale readily accepted the suggestion to go in for a cup of coffee.
The two entered a guest room, and Karen made coffee for them. When she bent over, her plump buttocks were facing Mekale's eyes, showing off her curvy figure.
The blood in Mekale's eyes began to burn, and a low roar came from his throat. He stood up and walked towards Karen who was making coffee. He reached out and touched her butt, and slid directly into her cheongsam.
"Ah!" Karen exclaimed, but she did not refuse too strongly. She just stood up instantly and clamped the big hands inside her thighs with her legs.
"General Mekale, stop it now, you can't... uh..."
A low moan came out of Karen's mouth. She felt that her most private place was invaded by Mekale, and that thick finger actually drilled into her body.
At the same time, Karen's entire body was pressed under Mekale, and her cheongsam was lifted up high, revealing the thong underneath.
"Oh, Karen, I love you, I have fallen in love with you for a long time!" Mekale kissed Karen's neck uncontrollably and grabbed Karen's breasts and played with them.
"Oh...oh...Mekale... you, you are so strong..."
The lion-like Mekale took off Karen's clothes and buried his head deep in them. Then he took off his own clothes, pressed Karen naked under him, and rammed her hard...
In the room, miniature cameras at various angles worked non-stop, capturing all the scenes of the two people and transmitting them to Yahya, who was on an official friendly visit to Libya...
