Vino was panting, leaning against the wall of Anggraini's apartment. He had just saved the woman from the threat of a vicious debt collector who had been threatening her with a pistol.Anggraini, 29 years old, with a beautiful face, smooth brown skin, shoulder-length long hair, and a curvy, proportionally full body, was still trembling in fear. Her eyes widened when she saw Vino holding his left chest, his face grimacing in pain."Vin! You've been shot! Is there blood?!" Anggraini cried in panic, approaching to check Vino's shirt. But there was no blood. Vino pretended to be in pain, holding his chest while grimacing, a trick to approach the new mission from the system that had just whispered in his ear: "Sleep with Anggraini within 2 hours, or there will be another victim.""It's nothing, Gra. Just a scratch. I just need... a massage," Vino said hoarsely, making his voice weak. Anggraini was confused—'Why would someone who's been shot ask for a massage?'—but her worry overcame logic.

After the intense and satisfying lotus moment, Vino and Anggraini decided to continue with a more intimate and relaxed spooning position.Their bodies were still pressed tightly together after the powerful orgasm in the lotus position. Sweat soaked their skin, their breaths still ragged, but the passion had not truly faded. Anggraini lifted her head from Vino's shoulder, her eyes clouded with desire as she looked at the man with a tired yet teasing smile. "Vin... I still want more," she whispered hoarsely, her voice full of pleading.Vino smiled, his hand stroking Anggraini's slippery back. "I do too, Gra. But this time let's take it easy." He slowly shifted their positions, guiding Anggraini to lie on her side facing the sofa wall. Vino curled up behind her, his body pressing tightly against hers like nested spoons, the perfect spooning position for deep intimacy.Vino's cock, still half-hard, immediately slipped back into Anggraini's wet and warm vagina. "Ahh... slowly, Vin," Anggra

Vino stepped out of the elevator and stood in the corridor that was now quiet again. His breathing was not even short. Eight people in less than ten minutes. No one was dead. But no one would be able to stand, hit, or hold a weapon for a very long time either. Maybe months. Maybe more."Mission complete," the mechanical voice said in his head. "Evaluation: successful. All threats to subject Anggraini have been neutralized."Vino did not respond. He walked back to the emergency stairs and went up to the ninth floor toward his aunt's apartment. His steps were calm, as if he had just finished an evening stroll rather than breaking the bones of eight people at two different locations.He entered the apartment with his personal key and went straight to his room. In the hallway, he passed his aunt's room whose door was tightly closed. The light inside was already off. Luna was already asleep. Vino felt relieved that he did not have to meet his aunt tonight.The next morning, when Vino came

That punch looked slow in Vino's eyes. Very slow. Like a punch thrown underwater. Vino tilted his head, letting that fist pass beside his ear, then landed a short punch to Fahmi's solar plexus. The young man doubled over coughing and tears immediately came out of his eyes. Before he had time to recover, Vino's knee slammed into his face and pushed him falling flat on his back on the floor."GUYS!" Fahmi shouted from the floor while holding his bleeding nose. "GET IN HERE! HELP ME!"The door of the VIP room next door opened and four young men burst out. They were all dressed similarly to Fahmi, expensive shirts, branded pants, and the faces of rich kids who were not used to facing resistance. But there were four of them and they moved simultaneously toward Vino.The spacious VIP room became an uneven fighting arena. Four untrained people facing someone who possessed top level taekwondo ability and Miraculous Eyes that made every opponent's movement look like movement in a slowed down f

Janet, who had just felt the peak of her first pleasure, apparently did not feel satisfied yet. The trauma she had experienced turned into explosive energy of passion, demanding Vino to give even more. Janet took full control with an erotic woman on top position to erase the remaining trauma of being drugged, while Vino was trapped in a whirlpool of passion triggered by the system's mission in that luxurious apartment.After their breathing had slightly calmed from their first entanglement, Janet did not let Vino move away.Her languid yet gleaming eyes full of desire looked sharply at the man who had just saved her. Janet's fair and smooth body was still sweaty, reflecting the dim light of the bedside lamp. With a supple and confident movement, Janet crawled up onto Vino's body that was still lying limp on his back."Vin... don't stop yet. I still need you," Janet whispered hoarsely. Her messy long hair fell covering part of her face, adding a wild and erotic impression.Janet positi