"Is this some kind of hallucination?" I muttered.
Standing before me was a woman—though the more my eyes adjusted, the more certain I became she wasn't human at all. Demon was the only word my mind could form. Anyone would've thought the same. She had two black, curved horns sprouting from her forehead and long dark hair flowing down her back, stopping around the middle. Her ember eyes stared at me like I was prey. She flicked out a long tongue, far longer and thicker than anything I'd ever seen, deep red in color. But that wasn't even the craziest thing about her. She was naked. Completely naked. Her skin was smooth and purplish, strangely enticing. Her breasts were fully exposed, round, massive, maybe I-cups with dark purple areolae and long, pointy nipples like bee stings. They looked painfully hard. My gaze dropped lower, over her tight abdomen, her navel, and then her long, smooth legs and soft thighs. For a demon, she was gorgeous—an hourglass figure, a tail flicking behind her, its tip shaped like an arrow. "You done staring?" My cheeks warmed as I quickly averted my eyes. "Uh… sorry. Who are you? Did I die?" Instead of answering, she burst out laughing. I just stared, dumbfounded, as she laughed even harder. "You're hard, mortal." I looked down, and sure enough, my cock was bulging through my trousers. I covered it immediately. "For someone who found his girlfriend getting fucked, you sure got hard quickly for a being like me—after drinking yourself to death. Pathetic." She mocked me, eyes narrowing with amusement. She was now floating in the air. I was still shocked that she somehow knew about Enny cheating, but her other words hit me harder. "I drank myself to death? You mean… I died?" She chuckled. "No one survives Truck-kun." My stomach dropped. How much more useless could I be? I'd destroyed my sister's car. I'd died before ever helping my family like I promised myself I would. The demon chuckled softly again. "The taste of your crumbling pride is delicious. I have a feeling you could make a wonderful entertainment tool." "Entertainment… tool?" I frowned. "Everybody loves a revenge story, right?" She tilted her head, her breasts bouncing slightly as she moved, eyes locking onto mine. "Unless you plan on letting your bitchy girlfriend go scot-free after cheating like that. In which case… you're no fun. I may as well just leave you to die." Leave me to die? "You mean… you can save me from death?" She floated closer, and I couldn't help but stare at her body again. Enny was hot, sure, but this demon looked like the definition of lust itself. Even in all my years of watching p**n, I'd never came across someone as luscious and enticing as her. My cock twitched again. Her face hovered inches from mine, lips brushing the air near my right ear. She dragged her hand slowly down my chest, her touch sending electric shocks through my body. "If you promise to be entertaining." Her tongue snaked out, licking my earlobe. I swallowed hard. "Then I'll save you." Her voice was dangerously sultry, almost kinda hypnotic. Every word made me harder. I didn't understand why, but I suddenly felt the urge to fuck her badly. I reached out and grabbed her ass with both hands. The moment I did, precum leaked from the tip of my cock. Her ass was impossibly soft, so arousing it almost pushed me to orgasm just from touching her. I kept myself together and smirked. "How's this for entertainment? Will you save me if I—" She cut me off with laughter. She cupped my cheeks, staring straight into my eyes. "You're an interesting one, aren't you?" I squeezed her round ass again, getting a nice feel of it. She bit her lip, a quiet moan escaping her lips. Strangely, l felt my balls tightening with building pressure. She slid a hand down my chest, down to my crotch, and pulled out my six-inch cock. She smiled. "Awwn… it's adorable." Her grip made my eyes roll back. I let go of her ass just to give her more room to touch my cock more. "Please… let me fuck you," I begged. She tapped the tip of my cock and something unbelievable happened. My shaft started growing, lengthening, and thickening unnaturally. It didn't stop until it was around fifteen inches, hard as steel, veins bulging. "See? This is the size of cock that could handle me." She floated backward, spreading her legs in the air for me to get a good look at her pussy. Her pussy lips were smooth, and big, the kind that could vacuum all the cum from a cock. My face was merely inches away from her spread sex. I could smell her delightful odor. It almost drove me crazy as l salivated like mad. Her pubic patch was barely a v shaped bristle not enough to cover her folded pussy lips. But just as l was enjoying looking at her sex, she closed her legs, and got into a sleeping position on air, hovering over my crotch. Before l felt disappointed for her action, she latched out her long tongue and wrapped it around my shaft like a serpent. She licked up and down, slithering along me, and I nearly lost my mind. Just when I was about to cum, she giggled and stopped, pulling away with a smirk. With a flick of her finger, my cock shrank back to normal. I clenched my teeth. "What the hell?..." She let out yet another amused giggle and touched my forehead with a clawed finger. A sharp sting shot through me. "Give me quite the entertainment, alright?" The red world around us began to fade, dissolving away with her. Suddenly, I was back in the car, stopped at the traffic light. A truck passed in front of me before the light turned green, and this time, without smashing into me. My eyes widened. I wasn't dead. And I wasn't drunk anymore. That demon… she was real. She actually saved me. Car horns blared behind me. "Move it, bastard! The light's green!" I snapped back to reality, slammed my foot onto the accelerator, and drove off toward Astras. Something inside me had changed. I didn't know what exactly, but I could feel it—like something significant had shifted deep within. The emptiness, the heartbreak—they were gone. Instead, my mind was already spiraling with ways I could get revenge on that bitch. We weren't together anymore. I felt strangely free. But another part of me wondered what the demon truly meant by "entertainment." Well… whatever. At least I was alive. TBCLatest Chapter
198. The dog belongs in the dirt
A few minutes later, Lilith returned, walking across the courtyard with a silver tray. The wine glasses she carried were well presented, a deep red liquid swirling around, precision-cut oranges, tart berries, and crisp apple slices.She bowed with the graceful humility of a seasoned servant. "I apologize for the delay. I wanted to ensure the blend was 'top shelf' for such distinguished guests. This is a specialized Sangria, infused with—""We know what Sangria is, Black Widow," Enny snapped, snatching a glass from the tray. "Save the lecture. You’re here to serve, not to teach."Lilith lowered her head, hiding the predatory glint in her eyes. "Of course. I only hope it is to your liking."The group raised their glasses, draining the chilled liquid with arrogant gulps. Lana made a small face, swirling the wine on her tongue. "It’s... mild. Lacks body, but I suppose it’s an improvement over that swill your help tried to serve us.""My humblest apologies," Lilith murmured. "As you know,
197. A smiling Brisco
While Mark lay unconscious on a cold floor, Neko's twin silent pistols pressed against his temple, Lilith was dealing with a different brand of lethality at the Divine Ranch Estate. Standing in the center of the manicured courtyard was Enny Simpson. She was the picture of a pampered peacock, her right hand perched on an aggressively curved hip, her body twisted into that practiced main character pose favored by social media starlets. But her composure ended at her feet; she was frantically tapping a stiletto against the pavement, a rhythmic, impatient clicking that punctuated her tirade against Alex. "Four days, Alex! Four days my trucks have sat idle while your peasants tell them the harvest isn't ready!" Enny’s voice was like shattered glass. "That contract we signed wasn't a suggestion; it was a command!" Alex, ever the professional, opened his mouth to de-escalate, but the air in the courtyard suddenly dropped ten degrees. "Alex," a voice like chilled vodka drifted from the d
196. Vulnerable
As the Speed Potion surged through his veins, Mark watched an incandescent orange light map out his circulatory system, glowing beneath his skin before melding into his blood.The sensation was electric. He felt light—buoyant, even—as if his very atoms were vibrating at a higher frequency.'So... am I fast now?' He threw a testing jab into the air. To his eyes, the punch looked as average as ever. 'Nope. No change. This potion didn't work. Did I really just get scammed by the System?'He stood before Room 209, glancing back down the hallway. The staff members he had passed earlier were mopping the floor, but something was wrong. They were moving with agonizing slowness, their limbs drifting through the air like they were submerged in thick syrup.Mark looked at his own hands, throwing a flurry of punches. To him, he was normal. His weight, his timing, his effort—it all felt standard. He didn't realize that his perception had recalibrated to match his new velocity; to him, the world ha
195. Speedster
Mark sliced through the throngs of people outside his pharmacy, a blur of motion that barely registered to the crowd. He burst into the street, diving into the chaotic rhythm of traffic.A speeding car slammed on its brakes, tires screeching, but Mark was already airborne. With feline agility, he planted a hand on its hood, vaulted over the roof, and skidded onto the pavement of the second lane. He ignored the chorus of angry honks, his focus locked on the objective ahead. With his system feeding him a high-resolution, 500-meter terrain overlay, he ducked into a narrow alleyway, scaled a ten-foot chain-link fence in a single bound, and emerged directly in front of the Sai Hotel.'System, can’t you track the shooter? Like, show me their live movement on the map?'[The System cannot provide real-time entity tracking at Level 50.]"Right... useless. Got it," Mark muttered, rolling his eyes as he swung the hotel’s glass doors open.Once inside, he dropped the frantic pace and shifted into
194. Haggling.....
Mark led Helena and Smith to his private office, gesturing toward the guest chairs while he settled behind his desk.The earlier blush and the fluster of their unexpected reunion had vanished from Helena’s face, replaced by a razor-sharp business expression. She interlaced her fingers and fixed Mark with a grim, level gaze."Listen, I’m not here as a government official," she began, her voice low. "In fact, I really didn't want to come at all. But I realized that if I didn’t and the same thing that happened to Jaden happens to someone else because I lacked the courage to act—I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Or at least, I wouldn't have peace."Mark leaned back, his curiosity piqued. "Who’s Jaden?""Her late husband," Smith interjected. Helena shot him a glare so icy that the man immediately wiped the small smile from his face."I see," Mark muttered. "Go on."Helena cleared her throat. "The government is dangerous, Mark. Many geniuses have invented things that could change the
193. An unexpected reunion
While Lilith prepared to deal with Enny Simpson, Mark was gearing up for another day of modeling training at the Throne Agency. His plans were abruptly derailed when his phone began ringing; it was Lady Clarice."Hey, Mark. We need you at the pharmacy," she said the moment he picked up.Mark frowned, checking his watch. "Is everything okay?""It's the government official... he’s back," Clarice responded, her voice tight."Oh, did they sign the contract? If so, just accept it and we’ll start the next batch of capsules, right?""It’s just... they want to talk to you personally."Mark’s frown deepened. "They?" As far as he knew, Mr. Smith always handled these visits solo."There are two of them this time. A man and a woman," Clarice clarified. "Please, just get here."Mark let out a heavy sigh. Dealing with the government was a chore he had no interest in, but he knew the score: either handle them once and for all, or they’d be breathing down his neck forever.To avoid drawing unnecessar
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