
THREE OPTIONS. CHOOSE ONE.
"Where the fuck is this?"
Damien tried to focus his gaze in one direction.
"A hall?"
He wasn't sure yet. It looked like a hall.
"A empty hall."
He muttered.
"What am I doing here?"
The hall reeked of creepiness and eerieness. It was very dark and edgy. It was so dark that Damien couldn't see the corners of the hall.
"How do I get out of this place?"
Suddenly, a ringing sound came.
"Ow. Ow."
The depth and pitch of the ringing sound went straight into Damien's head. His palms were clasped to his ears as he dropped on his knees. He was in pain. And he couldn't help himself.
Immediately the ringing ceased,
"Welcome to the hall of Affinity."
A feminine voice grew out of the emptiness. Damien threw his fallen neck up at once. At that particular moment, he forgot totally that he was in pain a few seconds ago.
"What!"
Damien exclaimed, trying to get on his knees.
"I'll be straight to the point."
The feminine yet sexy voice came on again. The only thing Damien could tell was that there was someone talking to him, someone whom he never knew. A total stranger.
"Who the fuck are you? And why are you in a hide? Why don't you step out and see what I can do to you? Perhaps shift your jaws, then your legs."
Damien jumped up on his feet. His teeth were gritting. His hands fisting, though not drawn.
The way his words sounded was funny to him, too.
"As I was saying. I'll be straight to the point."
The feminine voice knocked off his complaint.
"You will answer my questions first if you want me to listen to you!"
Damien snapped at the owner of the voice again. There was an abrupt silence. While Damien argued with this unknown lady, he was trying to see if he could tell from what angle the voice was coming. That way, he would be able to catch the person who was clothing herself in the darkness and eerieness of the damp hall.
"It's not up to you, Damien."
The lady said. But this time, the voice came from behind him.
"Damien? You know my name? Who are you?"
Though confused, Damien was still trying to catch the direction of the voice.
"Now stop interrupting me. The more you delay me, the longer you spend here. And you know what that means."
This time, the voice came from his side. At this point in time, Damien realised that the voice was coming from every direction. So, it would be hard for him to catch the owner of the voice.
A SPEAKER INSTALLED INTO THE WALLS OF THE HALL?
Damien thought. And that got him frustrated.
"What the fuck do you want from me?"
Damien hated to think that he was slowly succumbing to the owner of this voice.
"You want to meet me. You have three options out of which you would choose one."
The lady paused.
"And at the end of this task, you would meet me. Then I'll tell you what to do to return to your former life."
The lady came to another stop.
THIS FOOLISH LADY. SHE WANTS TO PLAY ME? I'LL SHOW HER WHO THE MASTER IS. SHE CAN'T EVEN COMPARE TO CLAIRE OR ELISA. IF I CAN DEAL WITH NINE LADIES, WHAT CAN ONE DO?
"I'm all ears."
Damien pretended to give himself away.
"Option one. Be a rejected prince for three days."
"What!"
Damien exclaimed.
"Option two."
The lady continued anyway.
"Satisfy a cougar who has never cum in her life."
Damien was speechless.
"Option three. Save a young entrepreneur from humiliation."
The lady paused then continued,
"Now, make a choice."
"What sort of dumb options are these? Did you put together these tasks? If you did, you should feel bad cos they are trash. How do you expect me to do any of these?"
Damien seemed to had forgotten that he had a plan. His alter ego had stolen the show again.
"You have fifteen seconds to make a choice."
The lady warned this time. She seemed unbothered by Damien's arguments. As though she knew him too well.
And while Damien kept shouting and bickering, a window pop-up appeared at his front, hanging in the air.
In the pop-up were the three options the lady had given him. Above the options was the timer, which was counting down.
"Just tap on any of the options, and you would be launched in. Until then."
The lady's voice faded away.
"Hey! Hey! You dare not! Hey! Come back here!"
Damien kept yelling, but he got no response. He looked at the time. He had only six seconds left.
"What will happen if I don't choose any option?"
He yelled into the emptiness, and his voice was thrown back at him by the echoes.
Looking back at the timer, he had only three seconds.
"Oh shit. Fuck shit. This fucking bitch...."
He shut his eyes, his fingers trembling, as he brought one of his fingers closer to the pop-up...
He felt heat on the finger he had pushed forward... when he opened his eyes, all the options were gone and his finger had gone through the window pop-up.
"What did I choose---"
He had hardly asked that question when a blinding light bursted in his face...
[Task activated.]
Gloom.

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Damien didn't react in a weird way. It's been a while since he had sex. Whenever he felt horny he would jerk off occasionally. It wouldn't be a bad idea if he just let himself go for this one time. After all, he would need his head clear for what he wants to do tomorrow. The five ladies rubbed their warm body on him, but he couldn't feel much because he was still putting on clothes. It was warm bodies to his hard suit. "Come with us." The ladies urged. One lady held the left arm, another the right arm, two at the front and one at the back. For a sheer second, he almost mistook the ladies for bodyguards instead of workers. He used the palmprint, and the door was pushed open. He was led straight to the room. With just one finger, he was pushed into the king-sized comfy bed. "Just relax, cutie. You don't have to do anything. Just stay relaxed." One of the ladies said. He wasn't planning to struggle with them in the first place. There were a whole lot of ways to have fun, but he had
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About an hour later, Damien was sitting in the adorned chair in the meeting hall. It was time for the meeting. There were distinguished men settled at the table with him. The men looked quite excited to see him. He, on the other hand, was worried about a number of things. ONLY IF I HAD THE MAP, ONLY IF I DO. He couldn't help but ponder this over and over again. "If you will, Mr Kevin. We will start the meeting now." A man said, leaning forward to the mic. Damien nodded at the man. He looked at each corner of the table. There was a generous number of men present. But he wasn't interested in counting them. "Forgive us for not asking about your experience while coming to the island. I know that you are a wealthy man who loves to travel a lot. You must have seen a lot of things, yet it would be lovely to know what your experience was." The man said, smiling at Damien. Looking at as many faces as he could, Damien could tell that the men were pleased with him. They were acting like d
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