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“Where did you find this trump card? Nobody would have known he was a Gamer when he was ranked rock bottom. Are you alright revealing this sort of information to us? We’re not bound by omerta.” Akiko nodded. “This is proof of my sincerity to those who wish to join the alliance. Guild Survivor will make anyone targeting Zen an enemy. This is how serious we are.” Without another word, Akiko showed them the list of members in her party, and Liu Feng smirked. Zen observed how disappointed some people look. A party can only have up to six members. There were only two more slots available, and at this point, many people were eyeing the last two slots.

Surprised but touched I agreed and he told me he would be up momentarily. Starting up the stairs I paused and called out for him. “Jaxon, how do I make it so I'm not matched with another?” Grinning slightly he explained, “Log in to your student account and scroll through the menu to options. There's a mate section listed. Use your welcome pamphlet. It explains how to opt out of further matches. Confused, I eyed him strangely. “You did it when we first matched?” Eyeing me warily he nodded and admitted that he was having a hard time with Aiden and didn't want another guy added.

I definitely didn’t notice the strange glint in Aaron’s eyes as he looked at me. That night, I went back to Dorm 204, where three of the new girls were assigned to live with me. The other three were placed next door in Dorm 205. All six of them looked tense and unnaturally pale. The short-haired one, Lily Sanders, asked me, “You’re a player too, right?” I nodded. “Yeah.” A romance otome game. So… were these girls my rivals? Were they all here to pursue the male lead? Lily muttered, “Weird. There are usually only six people chosen. Why is there a seventh this time?”

"You told me… to act ill… so he'd take the fall…" A wave of chill captured my body. So, these demons were already setting me up for years. "Well, isn't this a show?" Rachel's voice swam in from the entrance. She leaned on the door and played with a voice recorder. "I believe this recording will work even better than any footage." She approached me and hugged me. Darkly, she looked at Yvonne. Yvonne let go of Christopher immediately. He coughed violently. "This is a misunderstanding, Ms. Leidermann."

“The entire syndicate is already obsessed. Tomorrow we take you to the main headquarters. The full inner circle and our allied families will have their turn with the Dragon’s new pet.” She stroked my hair almost tenderly. “Rest now, my little gaijin whore. Your true training as the syndicate’s shared treasure begins at dawn.” I closed my eyes in her embrace, body aching with deep satisfaction, completely surrendered once again to a new dark world of ownership. The Yakuza Dragon Clan had claimed their new pet. And I was already addicted to their disciplined, ruthless pleasure.

Each level came with its different perks and privileges, and Lily was determined to reach the top like in her previous life as Victoria. Claiming her badge, she exited her profile page to see she had private messages. Opening them, she realised they were from other hackers from the Grey-and-black group. "Hey Sinful, welcome to the team!" "How did you complete that task? Let's be friends!" "I have a hard task I am dealing with and I would like you to join me, we will share the payment 50/50"

Chapter 5: An Offline Meetup! After reading the announcement, Yenn started playing the game again. He was already playing the game for almost a month now, he's totally addicted to it! The event made the game only have hard mode and hell mode which made every player fired up! It will only last for 24 hours so everyone who saw the announcement start playing the game non-stop, hoping that they’ll be pick as the mysterious top tier players.

Magnus asks as I gulp down the water. “It’s called a bonding link,” the woman sitting on the ground says. She’s wearing a short skirt and a band of dark cloth covering her breasts. Looking up at me, she has the same white eyes that our seer has. “You experienced a moment with your mate.” “They’re mates?” Bryndis asked. “No,” the seer shakes her head as she tore a leaf and dropped it into the water in front of her. “They share a mate. They have met her yet have not found her. Meeting her only through a link that none of them can control.”

She let it sit, glowing on the dark screen of her device, a single point of light in her minimalist, steel-and-onyx apartment. The Whisper App. An exercise in absolute control. She’d filled out her profile with cold precision: a monochrome photo, chin lifted, gaze direct. Her username: Imperatrix. Her submitted fantasy, typed without hesitation: To own and to command. A male slave, collared and compliant, for my personal use. She’d paid the exorbitant “Specificity F*e.” She didn’t want a surprise; she wanted a delivery. Now, the alert pulsed. Assignment Complete. Your partner, ‘Kneel,’ has been selected and primed. Your fantasy parameters are confirmed. Proceed to the private channel.

Celeste nodded, granting permission that lingered in the air, begging to be taken. One of Jeremy's fingers, slick with anticipation, found its way into Celeste's receptive core, requiring minimal lubrication. The wetness on his hands fueled his desire, causing his eyes to darken with a potent hunger. Another finger joined the dance, evoking involuntary tremors within Celeste. With a fervent eagerness, he introduced a third finger, ensuring her pleasure while cherishing her delicate vulnerability. Then his member made his way into her. As the full length of his cock claimed its rightful place within Celeste's body, a chorus of simultaneous sighs escaped their lips.