'I'll probably have to convince her to overnight in our house later. It's dangerous to leave her alone.' Misty thought to herself as she approached the oblvious Agatha. Meanwhile, the left side of the corridor was an open space where many small ornamental plants acted as decors. When the wind blows to her directly from the grassy lawn, she brushed aside the strands of hair that fluttered to her face. As usual, quite a few students started watching her walk. Eyes were always drawn to what could please them.Misty's gaze went to the front. She blinked when a quite good looking guy she didn't know kept on staring at her. The distance between Misty and the unknown guy was eventually shortened as they walked.'Who's this? Is he coming to me?' She frowned then intently observed the person. Misty was not pleased when she managed to confirm her suspicions based on his stares. In a hostile tone that she had always been using to strangers, she barked,"What? Picking a fight?"Eithan, the one

Misty glanced at her cheap violet wristwatch and thought she still had time. She went on, "Do you have other problems? Opinions? Violent reactions?"He hesitated if he should answer the question first, or bring up the issue of her saying the word shag. However, he remembered that there was something more pressing at hands. "...None. Just, I still think you and Agatha should at least do your best to avoid them, or, us."Misty's lips hooked up. She was very amused by his hesitation when saying 'us'.'I probably should look more into it. This guy is suspiciously naive. But, it doesn't mean he's trustworthy. Heck, he's still mingling with rotten apples so it's impossible to not be contaminated. What if he's really acting? And that in reality, he's the worst beast among his group since his face is the best within their pack of wolves?'About the persistent advise, she half-heartedly replied with eyes looking away, "Got it. But I really don't buy your conscience play. Well, I at least appre

"My daughter. I really love your body."Christine's hole tightened at the words, the rod fully occupying it."My, aah! father, I hate you. Aah!""But you love my cock. You enjoyed it because... you can't help but think that this is the same penis that pokes your mother's womb to conceive you. This is such a nice material. Oh, my Christine, you don't know how many good stories I've sold with you as my inspiration."Her father grabbed her jiggling breasts. The pounding still ongoing."It's your, aah, fault that I'm like this...Ah!""I'm proud of you my daughter. Destroy yourself more. You're my material. Your stories always inspire the artist in me. We're like dogs in heat,... forever in heat. Hahaha, receive my love!"Christine's body jolted, her face looked so erotic. He stopped with his manhood fully in. He just cummed, and his thing was still bursting with white stuff that couldn't be fully contained by her wonderful feminine tool."Look at the semen that drips down, my daughter."C

In a dark alley next to Agatha's apartment, three men could be seen. Two were standing. One was lying dead on the cold hard ground with dark liquid pooling underneath him. The place was dark, however, the place stunk of blood. One of the two other men crouched down next to the dead person and started rummaging through the pockets and clothes of the man. The one still standing opened his mouth,"This man did not knock on the door and just went inside the apartment. Then, he immediately turned around and tried to flee when he saw me.""He's courageous. I think he's someone who works underground.""They should be after her, right?"The man crouching nodded."Yes. Our men in charge of monitoring Misty Gomez copied a sound recording sent to her brother who is in the police department. This seems to be related."Paul turned around, not without giving a cold glance at the dead man whose face riddled with bullet holes could hardly be recognized. The coldness coming from his aura eclipsed eve

 Five miles away, in a villa of a private compound owned by Aeron's family, Aeron could be seen groggily waking up in his large room. His phone was vibrating and the noise annoyed the heck out of him. It was still very early for him to get out of bed.'Which of the son of bitches is calling me in this hour?' His naked upper body rose, and his right hand groped around for the ringing device. With a swipe of his finger, he unlocked his phone and through his still sleepy eyes, he read the notifications.'Ah. So it was this bastard.' He clicked his tongue and immediately focused on the message.<System: Host, you are in a huge mess. A bigshot several times more powerful than your family has set his eyes on you. Hehe.> His sleepiness flew away."Which bastard? How come? I didn't mess with any bigshot?"<System: You didn't. But you're planning to. I suggest you start