Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 158

Elisa who was ahead, placed the access card on the sensor combination of the door and it opened itself, paving sideways for them to walk as she step aside for him.

"Let him in."

Damien called over his head.

"Huh?"

For a minute, Elisa was confused. She looked from Damien who wss walking straight into the hall to the members of the staff who were by her left waiting for her to give them a go ahead.

Then suddenly she heard the hurrying footstep from behind her. She turned. How could she had forgotten that the potential Mayor was behind her?

"He must be talking about him."

She came to a quick conclusion.

"Go in."

She called at the staff,

"Or do you want to keep boss waiting?"

The lot hurried into the hall. Elisa stepped in after them and pretended not to care; the door shutting automatically behind her.

"Wait... wait..."

The man got to the door before it could close. It was a sensitive door which could register a human presence if it's few step away from it. He hurried in and the door shut.

Elisa hurried to catch up. She stood behind Damien, along side the rest of the staff. Though some of the recruits were quite surprised to see her standing in the same circle with them. They thought she would be standing next to the boss, Damien. But Elisa was smart, she knew too well not to push her luck.

Damien was staring at Shelton who was lying in a couch, snoring.

"Shall I wake him, boss?"

Elisa was eager to do her job. Damien took a gentle turn at her and shook his head slowly,

"Don't be such a party-pooper. Allow the poor man to enjoy his sleep. Who knows, he might be having a beautiful dream."

His face stiffened suddenly.

"Did you put all services on hold? Cos this would take quite a time. We should have some fun, shouldn't we?"

He looked around to the rest of the staff, who pushed their heads in desperate nods. He could tell that they were nervous. His eyes caught the presence of the politician.

"You should join us too, mr Mayor. You see, I'm not the type who discriminates."

The Mayor nodded too. He wss shaky and desperate. Though he was having a hard time choosing his words.

Suddenly, they all heard some sort of noise behind them. They turned.

"OH, Mr Shelton is awake."

He walked towards Mr Shelton who was just getting a hold of himself. Suddenly when Shelton noticed who was standing before him, he jumped up and dropped on his knees.

"Boss... welcome. Welcome boss... boss wel--"

Damien walked to him and squatted. He put both his hands on the edge of his shoulders and helped him up thus.

"Don't be nervous, Mr Shelton. We are only here to have some fun."

He turned to the rest,

"Aren't we?"

"Yes... yes..."

They chorused. Some stuttered, while some moved their lips to the essence of the occasion. He knew that they had no idea what he was about to do. He wasn't ready to give a hint either.

He took a new position. His front part facing the rest while he had his back to Shelton. He slowly removed his top.

When the girls who were amongst the staff saw his abs and six packs, their mouths watered, eyes shinning. They muttered amongst themselves. His eyes meet with Elisa, though she was smitten, yet she was good at composing herself.

He knew that he couldn't keep silent for a long time, else the revenge room would turn into a a gym room.

While the girls were in awe of his body which was in perfect shape, Shelton had both his hands covering his mouth like a

LITTLE BITCH.

"Some of you might be wondering why Mr Shelton looked like he had just seen a ghost."

Damien came on, and attentions were severed.

"Well, I guess you'll be the judge."

He turned his back slowly to the group and they saw.

"OH my god!"

"What the fuck!"

"OH my goodness!"

"Who did this?"

Everyone exclaimed, the girls looking bewildered, their hands over their mouths, some of them staggered back in shock. Elisa couldn't take the scene in;

There was something like a big scab on Damien's back; a web of marks made by whips across his back which made his back look haggard and terrible. Though the wound was closing in, yet the view was quite grotesque.

"About five months ago, I met with Mr Shelton under an ugly circumstance. And this was the result."

"You were the one? The lad who broke in from the other day? I didn't know... I'm so sorry. I was so stupid. Forgive me please."

Mr Shelton made to grapple at his feet. Damien let him.

"Well, I have forgiven you."

Mr Shelton looked up at him in wild ecstasy. You could tell the amount of disbelief stalking his face.

"Really? You forgive me. You've forgiven me?"

Damien nodded.

"But it's hard for me to forget."

He turned to the rest,

"Tell me, which of you would be able to forget a mark like this?"