[Chapter 579: Li Xiaoran's Wish Fulfilled , The Blood-Soaked Night in Washington]
After dining at the White House, Linton checked into the presidential suite at the Willard InterContinental Hotel in Washington, D.C. It was a rare evening without a woman by his side, and he still felt a bit unsettled by the solitude.
He first logged onto Yahoo and checked several major forums online. Fortunately, public opinion hadn't escalated further. Just as he was preparing to meditate and cultivate his energy, the doorbell rang.
Opening the door, he saw Li Xiaoran dressed in a strikingly sexy office lady outfit. She wore a pristine white, form-fitting blouse with the top two buttons undone, her ample chest pushed up and out, creating an alluring, seemingly bottomless cleavage. The third button strained tightly, as if it might burst at any moment, irresistibly drawing Linton's eyes.
Below, she wore a dark knee-length pencil skirt paired with black stockings and red high heels, highlighting her flawless, seductive figure. Her porcelain skin practically glowed, making her allure absolutely undeniable.
"What's with this look tonight?" Linton said, genuinely surprised -- it was the first time he'd seen Li Xiaoran dressed so provocatively. His gaze involuntarily locked on her.
Li Xiaoran twirled proudly in front of him. "Boss, I'm stunning, right? I specially picked this for you."
"Of course. To me, Xiaoran, you've always been beautiful."
Hearing the compliment, Li Xiaoran cheered and threw herself into Linton's arms, planting a delicate kiss on his lips. "Boss, I like you."
Holding this fragrant beauty close, Linton's mind began to wander. "Xiaoran, are you sure you've thought this through?"
In truth, Li Xiaoran had been yearning for this moment for a long time. But Linton's womanizing ways -- always surrounded by beauties every day for over a year -- left them no private time alone. She had suspected he liked her too; she loved showing off her charm around him. Occasionally, she'd even display little talents, playing with tea ceremonies or throwing minor temper tantrums, always capturing his attention.
Yet what frustrated her was that, although Linton admired her openly, he had never made any intimate moves. Since arriving in America a year and a half ago and especially after becoming his personal assistant, she felt undeniably enchanted by him.
Every time she saw other women holding him intimately, her heart ached with envy. During business trips, lying awake thinking of him with others next door left her burning with desire -- she wished more than anything to join in.
But as a traditional woman, she couldn't be overtly forward in the presence of others. She had to silently seek chances, even analyzing Linton's preferences carefully.
She believed this killer office outfit showcased her perfectly and had kept it in her suitcase for just the right opportunity. Finally, in Washington, alone with Linton, she seized her moment.
Sure enough, she caught a flicker of desire in his eyes. "Boss, I've made up my mind -- I want to be your woman." Then, she pressed another tender kiss to him. "Boss, please be gentle... it's my first time."
Linton beamed with joy. Truly, this quintessential traditional beauty valued her body far more than most women. "Good, that's wonderful." Sweeping her up in his arms, he led her further inside.
Soon, their bodies were tangled and writhing together in a passionate embrace...
Afterward, only joyful, sweet melodies echoed throughout the suite.
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Meanwhile, at the Blue Leaf Club -- the same luxurious private room -- Maslow, Eric Gorelick, Roger, Carol, and Cody met once again.
Compared to their last parting, their expressions were far more composed. Though some anxiety remained beneath their eyes, panic had vanished.
They shared updates on their progress. Indeed, their execution was impressive: within just one day, they'd convinced 31 senators to back launching a congressional inquiry into Linton.
With Roger, Carol, and Cody themselves on board, swaying 17 more senators would secure the authorization for a congressional hearing against Linton.
Raising his glass, Maslow said, "Gentlemen, progress is steady, but the opponent isn't idle. This afternoon, Linton arrived in Washington. Leon Panetta reportedly escorted him straight from the airport to the White House. Also, Secretary of State Warren Christopher paid a visit there today. We must accelerate our efforts."
Roger added, "We can't wait any longer. With President Clinton, Vice President Gore, and Secretary of State Christopher working together, if we don't act fast, this will be quietly shut down."
Eric Gorelick concurred, "Friends, time is short. This is a deadly struggle -- no retreats allowed. I've decided to hold a press conference tomorrow, representing the Justice Department, to publicly affirm our commitment to thoroughly investigate these murder cases and pressure public opinion, boosting confidence among the senators."
Maslow nodded, "I'll do the same on behalf of the FBI."
Roger settled it decisively. "Carol, Cody, now's not the time to haggle over interests. If needed, we can offer bigger concessions. Tomorrow, we must win over those remaining 17 senators. I also plan to invite Oversight Committee Chair Orix Vico tomorrow afternoon to formally propose the investigation in the Senate, aiming for a full vote the day after."
The five didn't linger much longer. After reaching consensus, they dispersed to prepare for the next day's work.
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Back in the Willard InterContinental's presidential suite, after hours of fierce lovemaking, Li Xiaoran lay limp, sweetly smiling on Linton's chest.
Breathless, she murmured, "I never imagined such pleasure could exist... now I see why Winnie and the others cling to you."
Linton tenderly stroked her hair, noticing a fresh red marks on the sheets. A flood of affection welled inside. "Baby, from now on, you'll only be happier."
"Really? Can I call you darling?"
"Absolutely. And I'll call you baby."
Overjoyed, Li Xiaoran kissed him eagerly. "Darling."
"Baby."
"Darling, I want to spend every day just like this with you. Is that okay?"
"Of course -- you'll be my woman, just like Xu Qing and the others."
"Darling, I'm so happy! I want you right now. Love me again."
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely."
Joyful, sweet songs rose again...
Until 2 a.m., when their next round of passionate embrace finally concluded.
...
Thinking of his upcoming mission, Linton expended some of his supernatural energy to lull Li Xiaoran into deep sleep.
Then, using the details provided by Leon Panetta, he sent his spiritual awareness sweeping to McLean, Virginia.
McLean lay just outside the Pentagon, near the White House and Capitol. It boasted pristine environment and perfect facilities -- ideal residences for Washington lawmakers, senior officials, and military generals.
Its security was notably stringent. Even after 2 a.m., police patrols appeared every ten minutes on public roads. Every gated community was fully enclosed by three-meter high walls topped with surveillance cameras.
Despite such stringent measures, none of these could hinder someone unpredictable like Linton, a cultivator beyond human comprehension.
According to Leon Panetta's intel, Eric Gorelick and Maslow lived in Maple Leaf Estates. This community housed mostly high-ranking officials of deputy minister level or above.
Its tree-lined streets and lush lawns remained verdant even in winter, uplifting the spirit. The spacious villas averaged 1.5 acres with building areas around 3,200 square feet -- truly palatial estates, though still modest compared to Linton's Los Angeles mansion.
When he found Eric Gorelick's residence, he was surprised to discover the massive 13-room villa was fully packed -- some rooms housing multiple occupants, with even people sleeping on the floor. Counting quietly, he found 37 people inside.
Perhaps Eric Gorelick feared harm to his family and, trusting Washington's safety, had gathered all close relatives here.
Perfect. Linton thought grimly -- he'd send them all on a one-way trip to the underworld together, saving himself endless searching.
Calling forth his flying sword, guided by spiritual senses, the blade flashed through Maple Leaf estates, swiftly cutting down all 37 people in Eric Gorelick's villa -- heads rolled.
Next, he located Maslow's similarly grand 13-room villa nearby.
The house was also fully occupied -- 41 people in total, even more than Eric Gorelick's. All family and close guards, plus pets.
Clearly, they had agreed to herd loved ones into these fortresses, unknowingly hastening their demise. If they knew, would they be angry enough to take their own lives again in hell?
Swordlight flashed again, chopping all 41 into halves, heads severed, including a golden retriever dog.
Then, Linton's awareness shifted to Salona Estates within McLean -- housing only senators.
This was the most exclusive neighborhood in all of Washington, surpassing Maple Leaf in luxury.
Fully gated, with an additional police substation ensuring immediate law enforcement response.
Inside the security room, eight fully armed soldiers remained on duty.
Each senator was assigned two Secret Service agents for 24/7 personal protection, who stayed overnight in these mansions.
No wonder even Bill Clinton and Warren Christopher deemed this place impenetrably secure.
But, no matter how tight, none of this mattered to Linton.
The estate's leafy environment and expansive properties stretched over 3 acres each.
Villas measured about 5,400 square feet in base area, with three stories towering to 16,000 square feet and 23-plus rooms.
Using Leon Panetta's data, Linton identified Roger's villa.
The ground floor contained six rooms occupied by bodyguards, drivers, and domestic staff -- eight in total.
Upstairs, 17 rooms were crammed with 43 residents -- all Roger's immediate family -- and two pet dogs.
Linton's heart steeled as his sword flashed once more, cutting all down -- heads separated, their spirits dispatched to the afterlife.
Nearby, he found Carol's and Cody's villas in the same community.
Like Roger, their ground floors housed numerous bodyguards, and they'd also invited close family inside.
This, ironically, made Linton's task easier.
Blade flashing in a deadly arc, Carol and Cody, surrounded by family, guards, drivers, servants, and pets, all had their heads severed and went to meet their fates beyond.
Throughout this grim massacre, neither the perimeter police nor the gated security detected a single anomaly.
...
By the time Linton withdrew his awareness and flying sword, it was not yet 3 a.m.
Now, all remaining time belonged to Li Xiaoran -- to give her a perfect first night.
With a gentle wave of his magical energy, she softly stirred awake, nestled in his arms.
Blushing, feeling his warmth and caress, she asked, "Darling, how did I fall asleep?"
"Baby, first times often tire the body -- that's normal."
Under his radiant warmth, a delightful itch stirred inside her. "Darling, lying in your arms feels amazing. I feel like I'm filled with energy again."
"Baby, want to keep going?"
"Of course! This time I want to take the lead -- I'm going to ride you."
"Baby..."
Joyful, sweet melodies flowed once again...
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