Awakening the Billionaire's Lust

Awakening the Billionaire's Lust

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[Warning: Contains 18+]On a rare stormy night in Las Vegas, a beautiful woman arrives at a luxurious villa with her kid and stands in front of Brent's house, where she displays the wound at the base of her thigh, prompting Brent to have a change of heart and allow her to stay in his house. Hermosa, an 18-year-old single mother, seeks refuge in this attractive and sombre man, Brent's home to escape her abuser. In actuality, she is unable to solve her predicament. In order to ensure the safety of her child, she must employ any means necessary to seduce Brent into having sexual relations with her and gaining his trust... She was like a sensitive jackal and detects flirting between Brent and herself during her stay with him. Each and every time Brent looks at her, he does so with lust and hunger. In his obscure eyes, she can see a sly and intense fire of desire flames. Brent could flirt with Hermosa and enjoy her passionate , but whenever Hermosa's desires were aroused, he always repelled her without any explains. She regretfully concludes that she is not attractive enough... Hermosa does not realize that the most advanced hunters frequently take the form of prey. On her first day in Brent's home, Brent had already activated all of the security cameras... Brent injects a heavy sleeping tablet into her milk during a night of intense desire. His lust consumes his entire body, and he can no longer contain himself other than by quietly spreading Hermosa's legs in his bed in the dead of night...! ! Always keep in mind that the conspiracy will be like a net that will bind everyone's destinies together!!!

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165 Chapters
1- Rainy days, thighs and breasts
1.The ink-dipped pen scratched the paper, leaving behind a thick line. The hand gripping the pen was tightly squeezed, controlling the nearly imperceptible quivering of the nib. When he reached the final box labelled 'Experimental Data,' his handwriting dramatically deteriorated, the ink smearing across the white paper. Brent frowned and tore the paper out, crumbling it into a ball and throwing it in the trash. He turned his head and saw his phone screen light up with a message alert, accompanied by a “ding”. It was the surveillance software alerting him, "Biological activity detected, click to view surveillance footage." Outside, there was a knock at the door. It must be Mrs. Sala from across the street again, delivering her papaya salad, having been turned down three times in a row, as if she didn't understand how much Brent hated human contact, especially face-to-face contact. This bores Brent Keith. People react to seeing him in one of two ways: shock and amazement, f
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2 - A saint, or a bitch?
Brent suddenly felt thirsty. His fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair twitched absently. He saw Elisa grab the woman's breasts which were like a small, tender dove and take a big suck on the nipple, her fleshy cheeks puffing out. "Haah... Uugh..." Hermosa seemed to be sore and gave a low moan, "Ohhh...Eat slowly, you're teething ......" She was breastfeeding. No wonder. This evening, the woman had volunteered to cook for Brent. He didn't refuse and even made a friendly gesture of asking if she needed something to eat. The woman suddenly blushed, equivocated and said "No... sir ..." Brent knew that with a few extra shots of empty pregnancy prolactin a woman could produce more breast milk even in some extreme cases, breast milk could replace food. But this child in front of him was past the age of breastfeeding in any case, not to mention that these were not war-torn times when food was scarce. What on earth was this child to her? At first, Brent thought she was her
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3 - Citrus and her lips
"Sir." Hermosa was unaware of Brent's presence for a short while. She covered Elisa in a nice bath towel and stood with her back to the shadows as if she were expecting that the small amount of darkness might conceal anything for her. “Sir just…Excuse me, please." Hermosa said cautiously after a moment's silence, seeing that Brent had no intention of giving in. Brent then realized that his wheelchair was solidly in Hermosa's way. He backed away a little and heard Hermosa say in a low voice, "Thank you." "Hm." Brent responded, noticing that Elisa was staring at him with those big, unblinking eyes that looked so much like her mother's, innocent and clueless, and like she had seen his mind deeply. Brent looked away. "Elisa, don't look at Brent uncle like that, it's not polite honey," Hermosa whispered to the child with a slight sense of reproach. Looking somewhat apologetically at Brent, "I'm taking Elisa back to the room, good night, sir." She finished with a cautious
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4 - An ant in the dust
Either Hermosa should get to her knees and try to suck him off, or she should purse her lips in time like she really wants a deep kiss. Then, Brent would have had the opportunity to treat him badly, call her a bitch, or 'punish' her as he desired. But there was nothing, and Hermosa took Brent's fingers in stride, her lips spilling out in crystalline saliva as her teeth were pried open and stirred around the soft tongue. Would this make her feel funny? Seducing a man and then watching him go crazy over himself with lust. "Oooh ...... Brent, sir ......" Brent was pulled back to reality by Hermosa's pleading voice. He dropped his eyes and saw Hermosa's teary eyes filled with begging, those lips were already swollen with her own, her lipstick woefully melting away. His own fingers were being wrapped around her soft tongue, even if it didn't make him comfortable to do so. Brent withdrew his hand and wiped the saliva and tart juice from it with a tissue, "Sweet?" Hermosa
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5-The woman Sir likes
Los Angeles is a city that never sleeps, where the lights of the bars, clubs, and adult shows don't go out until dawn. Hermosa gets off the bus and walks around the villas, observing the puppies snoozing in front of each house and the couples holding hands in the morning breeze with their windows open, and realizes she doesn't belong there. Her nose was suddenly a little sour. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes toward Brent's residence. Two days earlier, her fingerprints had been taken so that she could enter without disturbing him. However, before she reached the door, she sensed an inquisitive glance behind her. It was the wife of the family across the street, short, fat and amiable, her permed hair hooped up with a coloured hairband, creating a strong visual clash with the colourful cardigan she was wearing."Excuse me, what can I do for you?" Hermosa asked politely as she walked over."Are you Mr. Brent Keith's relative?" The neighbour’s wife inquired inquisitively. S
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6 - Young prostitute
"Who exactly is the monster Elisa is calling out to? Is it the person who made her pregnant? Is this man her husband or not?" What did the "monster" do to Hermosa to make a child who was just learning to speak call him a monster?" Hermosa looked so young, had the man taken her when she was a minor ...... After exiting Elisa's bedroom, these jumbled thoughts haunted Brent's mind like a nightmare. He closed his eyes and his mind wandered uncontrollably back to scenes of Hermosa drinking with different men and walking with them into hotels plastered with small advertisements. He swallowed two sleeping pills to stop himself from thinking about it, but the drugs didn't work this time, and he had the dream again. And he was awake enough to know he was dreaming. Since it began almost one years ago, it has been like a lingering spell. It haunted Brent, sporadically at first, and after the accident, it began to appear all night long, switching between periods of deep sleep and r
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7 - Some people don't like coconut and hate coffee
Brent slept poorly throughout the later portion of the night. When the first bird song awoke him, he took the elevator downstairs to find Hermosa already preparing breakfast. On the counter were two coconuts with green skin that glistened in the sunlight. After a precise arrangement, there were also waffles and maple syrup in the centre of the table. "Good morning, sir.” Hermosa greeted Brent with a smile. She had showered and looked a little tired: "Elisa didn't give you any trouble last night, did she?" "No." Brent was tempted to ask Hermosa why she wouldn't let Elisa hear the Cinderella story but then dismissed the thought. Because he saw her newly changed crew-neck T-shirt become loose as she bent over, revealing a red mark near her collarbone. "Would you like some coconut water first?" Hermosa didn't notice the sudden obscurity in Brent's eyes. "Where did that come from?" More than one man must have touched her last night, Brent thought with disdain and scorn. "
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8 - Slender She
"You gave me your word!" The next day at noon Hermosa stood in the kitchen doorway, covering her phone and whispering to the person on the other end of the line, "I'll get 30,000 dollars for completing step one, which is now ......" "I did say that, but that's only if you get a head start on step two." The man across the table sneered, "You obviously didn't make it, did you?" "I ...... I'll be able to do step two soon, you can trust me." Hermosa's voice became a little unsteady, "Please, Elisa still has the money from her last treatment and no hospital in all of New York will take her if this goes on. She ......" "And what does that have to do with me?" The man interrupted her coldly, "I gave you a chance, you didn't appreciate it. You remember, if that little bastard gets sick and dies, it will be by your own choices." Hermosa's eyes went red. "Hermosa, you're not in love with him, are you?" The man's voice suddenly took on a slightly nasty edge, "So he fucked you, wher
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9-Spring Dream
Brent had asked his friend Sam, who worked at the police station, to investigate Hermosa's past. Sam was so taken aback by the fact that he had approached him about it that he sent it over the next day. Brent took a quick look at it, but it wasn't long, as it was an internal police file and Hermosa had never been convicted of a crime, so the profile was lacking in substance. Hermosa was a native of the same area as he was, but their lives had taken very different paths and there was almost no chance of them crossing paths. Brent was born into an aristocratic New York family and grew up in the finest private schools, receiving an elite education and achieving exceptional grades. Brent received his doctorate at the age of twenty-one and went on to become a rising star in his field of work. He was the youngest and most favored child in his family. Until his accident, he had never experienced any setbacks growing up. He was as oblivious to the condition of the average man as the r
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10 -The gentle one
It took a few seconds for Brent to realize what time it was, and looking at his watch he remembered that Hermosa had gone to work tonight. There was no way that Elisa was like this because she missed Hermosa. Because she had been so quiet, Brent hadn't even heard her voice much, and he tensed up a little as he took the lift upstairs and pushed open the door to your bedroom: "What's wrong with you?" He knew it was bullshit as soon as the words left his mouth, because Elisa's condition was clear as day: her face was red, nose was bleeding red, and her face was covered in purple spots, she looked extremely weak, her mouth was bloodless. She was laying on her back on the chilly floor, as if she had tried to flee the bedroom for help but had collapsed because she had lost her strength. Brent had been a doctor and knew that this was some kind of acute pediatric blood disorder. There was nothing that could be done except to go to hospital. It had been a long time since Brent had e
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