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Bettina greeted her shortly after whispering words to her. Khana curved her brows as high as a mountain upon noticing the meaningful glance of Bettina to Richard. Something inside was telling her that the two must have been hiding tricks behind their sleeves, or was she just overthinking? Her doubt had been interrupted by the food served. When the food was finally served, Khana hoped that eating might settle her nerves. The aroma of roasted chicken, fresh salads, and decadent desserts wafted through the air, and the guests eagerly filled their plates. Khana nibbled at her food, trying to keep her discomfort at bay, but each bite seemed to exacerbate the unease in her stomach.

Before I exit, Zelma stops me, saying, "I don't hate you, Ajay. And I understand the hold Jude has on you. I know you're worried and want to find him, but have you ever considered maybe he wants to be lost? Delilah attacked me over some books with mathematical formulas that no human could possibly decipher. They're yours if you want them, but I doubt they'll help you." I thank Zelma and leave. Once I'm in my hotel suite, I weep bitterly. I don't eat or come out for days. Finally, I have the strength to bathe. Ready to face these books, I removed them from my suitcase and read. Zelma's right. It's filled with equations about the moon and sun cycles. I flip through page after page, and it's ma

I went to work as usual the next morning. When I got home at night, I did not even eat before I logged into the app. Lilith had texted me a while ago. [Come early. I’m still working at Table 8. I’ll wait for you.] She even texted me a kiss emoji. When I got there, I found that the table was livelier. I checked the record. It turned out that a player with a username called Book Lover won nearly 5 million dollars in an hour. I inevitably drew in a cold breath. 5 million dollars! That was enough for me to buy a moderate mansion in Anpearl.

“It seems like you still don’t know where you stand. Many women are prettier than you and better than you. I won’t need to limit myself to be with you. Six months later, Kaitlyn will give birth, and I’ll marry her. I’ll buy her a bigger and better diamond ring. “I can already envision your future. You’ll be happy with the scammer for a while. You’ll then be alone for the rest of your life after you spend all your money and the scammer runs away.” “Elena, my sister, I have gotten everything that once belonged to you.” “Elena, just wait for Edwards Corporation’s wrath.”

“You’ll get used to being spoiled… and owned.” I bit my lip to stop the moan threatening to escape. His touch was slow, deliberate, making me drip for him right there in the restaurant. The dim lighting, the sound of clinking glasses and hushed chatter around us – it all felt surreal as his fingers slipped the fabric aside and brushed against my wet folds. “Oh, fuck…” I whispered, my hips jerking against his hand involuntarily. He grinned wickedly, moving his fingers in small, lazy circles over my clit. “You’re soaking, baby. Just from a few words and my touch? Such a good little slut.”

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Her eyes widened as she read it: Discipline and Passion: A Journey of Balance. Her mouth fell open. “Julian… is this...?” “My book,” he confirmed, his voice quiet but firm. “Published today.” Her fingers traced the title, her heart swelling. “It’s beautiful. But...this title...” He looked at her with steady eyes. “It was inspired by you. Everything I wrote, Olivia, was shaped by watching you grow. By watching you fight, and stumble, and rise again.” She blinked rapidly, trying not to cry. “You mean… I inspired your book?”

“Wanna see something else?” My fingers gripped the phone tightly. “Come on, I know you like this. I could show you my pussy. Have you ever had one before?” Her next message popped up instantly. My throat tightened, as my feet remained rooted to the floor. With a heavy sigh. “All I want is for you to repent, Maya. This is the devil using you as a vessel, how about seeking deliverance?” I responded. A string of laughing emojis followed. “Trust me, I’m fully in my right mind and actually, it’s normal to feel this way. So tell me, do you want to see more? Hold on, I’ll show you more.” My stomach churned.

And yet it was. Across from him, Gluttony stared down at the artifact now resting in his hands. The Book of Rebirth. Its cover shifted constantly between black and white, the colors moving like opposing tides colliding against one another. Faint symbols flickered across the surface, appearing and vanishing as if the book itself was still rewriting its own existence. The energy radiating from it was immense. It was balanced and at the same time unstable. Gluttony swallowed slowly. “I… don’t think this thing likes being touched,” he muttered. Tyrel, standing beside his lover Caius, glanced down at the book nervously. “Then maybe you should stop touching it.”

Even though a part of me knew to feel shame, the other part, the one that had snuck glances at him and masturbated to the thought of him fucking me raw, that part was enjoying every humiliating moment. It became difficult to focus on any more chores and the difficulty became impossible when I turned to see Luther spread out on the bed, his dick out, jerking off to the sight of my body. "Mr. Aster!" "Fuck, I need you to suck my cock, darling." His voice sounded smoky and dry like he was racing to the edge. The sight made my cunt drip even more, demanding attention. Or more specifically, demanding the massive cock in front of me to fuck my cunt.