Chapter 183: Chapter 183

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Attempting Persuasion

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“I’m sure you hated him, Eleanor.

You probably know how he was

treating his own sister.”

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Base Chance: 45%

Honeyed Words: +30%

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Final Chance: 75%

Upon Succeeding: ☑

▶ Proceed with Persuasion? [Y/N]

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“I’m sure you hated him, Eleanor. You probably know how he treated his own sister.”

“Everyone hated Guy,” she said, back still turned. “Because he was feared. One slip and he’d destroy you.”

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Persuasion Attempt: Eleanor

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☑☐☐☐

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Remaining Chances: 1/2

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Now the risky one.

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Attempting Persuasion

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“And look at me. Living in his damn

penthouse. Fucking his sister in his

own bed. You gotta give me some

credit here, I think.”

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Base Chance: 20%

Honeyed Words: +30%

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Final Chance: 50%

Upon Succeeding: ☑☑

▶ Proceed with Persuasion? [Y/N]

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“And look at me. Living in his damn penthouse. Fucking his sister in his own bed. You gotta give me some credit here, I think.”

She spun around. “Yes. But whatever you did to Guy—he’ll come back harder, Evan.”

“He can’t beat me,” I said. “Not while I’ve got him by the balls. He sends dogs because he’s scared.”

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Persuasion Attempt: Eleanor

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☑☑☑☐

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Remaining Chances: 2/2—Success!

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She exhaled, hand on her forehead, then sank back onto the couch and crossed her legs.

“He’s got my videos,” she said quietly. “If I talk, they get leaked.”

“What kind?”

“The kind where he humiliates me.” She looked away. “He’s a sick man, sweetie.”

“What do you know about the Meridian deal?”

“That it was shady from the start,” she replied. “That’s it. He forced his sister to sign.”

“Any evidence?”

She turned fully toward me. “No. I was just his ’side whore,’ Evan.”

“Side whore?”

“Yeah. The women he actually keeps around are different. They’d know more.”

“Name?”

“Charlotte and Emilia.”

“Two women?”

“Yes. They work at Stingy Ladies. Know the place?” She nodded at my cigarette pack.

“Nah,” I said, sliding one out for her. “Where?”

“Near Cauldbury.” She leaned in as I lit it. “Ten-minute drive. GPS will find it.”

“Alright,” I muttered. “That’s a start.”

“You have no idea who you’re dealing with,” she said, voice dead serious. “Guy will destroy you. Best case—you end up dead. That’s the best case.”

“I don’t care,” I said. “I’ve got people to protect.”

Her eyes widened slightly, then she nodded. “Wow. I can respect that.”

“Hmm.”

“I assume you’re not interested in me?” She smiled faintly. “I even cleaned my back door.”

“Nah. You’re good. Sorry for dragging you here.”

We stayed silent for a while, smoking our cigarettes. This damn Guy had to be dealt with. For good.

She stubbed out her cigarette. “Guess I’ll go. Minne already paid, so…”

“You know Minne?”

“God,” she stood. “Poor soul. Under Guy’s orders she was basically tortured. She only put up with it because her mom’s sick.”

“Fucking evil.”

She offered her hand. “Nice meeting you, Evan. Let’s do this again. Next time actually use my services, yeah?”

I shook hands with her. “Maybe.”

I walked her to the door. Just before she left, she turned, opened her mouth like she wanted to say something, then just waved. I nodded and watched her step into the elevator.

Just before the doors closed, my phone buzzed. Text from Jasmine.

’Come downstairs room M1. We’re waiting for you.’

I arched a brow, locked the penthouse, and took the stairs down one flight to floor nineteen. The whole level belonged to the penthouse too—just two private suites, M1 and M2, both keyed to the same access. M1’s door was already cracked open, a thin strip of warm light spilling into the hallway.

I knocked once anyway. “Jas?” I called, pushing it open and stepping inside. “You there?”

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EVENT

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Delilah’s Interest +100

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“What the…”

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WOMEN – INTERACTIONS

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Jasmine: Interest: 40 / 60★★

Kayla: Interest: 5 / 20

Tessa: Interest: 27 / 40★

Kim: Interest: 30 / 40★

Delilah: Interest: 40 / 60★★

Cora: Interest: 100 / 100★★★★★

Mendy: Interest: 6 /20

Nala: Interest: 66 /80★★★

Penelope: Interest: 3 /20

Minne: Interest: 11 /20

Ivy: Interest: 2/20

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Progress:

★☆☆☆☆ – 20 Interest: Milestone reward

★★☆☆☆ – 40 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★☆☆ – 60 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★★☆ – 80 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★★★ -100 Interest: Milestone reward

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Select a woman to track progress.

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I entered the room on the right, since the door was already open and… and the bedroom hit me like a fever dream.

Delilah was on the king-size bed, on all fours, back arched, ass high in the air. A crimson garter belt hugged her hips, the straps framing her pale skin. Nothing else. Just that belt and the flush crawling up her spine.

Jasmine and Tessa flanked her, heads resting sideways on Delilah’s round asscheeks, both grinning at me like cats who’d caught the canary. Kim and Nala stood naked beside the bed, arms loose at their sides, nipples hard, eyes locked on me.

My cock throbbed so hard it hurt.

“W-what…” I stammered. “D-Delilah?”

Her face turned scarlet, but she didn’t look away. Those big eyes burned into mine while her ass stayed presented like a gift. Jasmine’s fingers dug into Delilah’s left cheek and pulled it aside. Tessa mirrored on the right. Delilah’s pussy opened for me, pink, glistening, already dripping onto the sheets.

Kim slipped behind me, arms snaking around my waist. Her tits pressed warm against my back as her hands unbuckled my belt, yanked my zipper down. My pants dropped. My cock sprang free, stiff and leaking, the head slick with precum.

“I,” Delilah whispered, voice trembling, “want you, Evan.”

“Delilah…”

My brain short-circuited. Jasmine and Tessa holding her open, Kim’s breath on my neck…

Nala stepped forward, shy but determined, wrapping her warm hand around my shaft.

She tugged gently, leading me to the bed like I was on a leash. I followed, eyes glued to Delilah’s soaked folds. Up close it was even worse: strings of arousal stretching from her pussy to the sheets, clit swollen, entrance clenching around nothing.

Nala pressed the tip of my cock against Delilah’s slit, rubbing it up and down, coating me in her wetness. Kim rose on tiptoes, lips brushing my ear. “Fuck her good, Evan.”

Nala guided me forward. One slow push and I sank in—hot, tight, velvet walls gripping every inch. Delilah moaned loud, a broken little scream escaping as my Pleasure skill, which was eighteen now, lit her nerves on fire. Jasmine and Tessa kept her cheeks spread wide, giving me a perfect view of my cock disappearing balls-deep into the woman I’d loved for years.

I sank into Delilah in one slow push. Her pussy was molten, gripping me like a fist, already fluttering from the first inch. The Pleasure skill at 18 turned every nerve ending into fireworks. She screamed into the mattress, back arching so hard her tits lifted off the sheets.

“Fuck, Evan,” she gasped, voice shaking. “You’re so deep, oh god, you’re hitting my womb.”

Jasmine and Tessa kept her cheeks spread wide, grinning like devils. “Look at that pregnant pussy take him,” Jasmine cooed. “Swallowing every inch like it was made for it.”

I pulled back until just the head stayed inside, then slammed home again. Delilah’s whole body jolted, a fresh gush of wetness coating my balls. Kim dropped to her knees behind me, tongue flicking out to lap at my swinging sack. She sucked one ball into her mouth, then the other, humming so the vibration shot straight up my spine.

Nala climbed onto the bed beside us, naked and flushed. She cupped my face and kissed me hard, tongue sliding against mine, swallowing every groan. Between kisses she whispered, “I’m getting a little jealous… but it’s fine.” She smiled against my lips. “Fuck her good for us.”

I set a brutal rhythm, hips snapping, bed creaking under the force. Each thrust shoved Delilah forward; Jasmine and Tessa had to brace her hips to keep her in place. Kim’s tongue never stopped—licking, sucking, tracing the spot where my cock stretched Delilah open.

“Tell me,” I growled, gripping Delilah’s hair and pulling her head back. “Tell me why you changed your mind.”

Delilah whimpered, eyes glassy. “The girls… they talked to me… told me how you take care of them… how you never leave anyone behind…” Another thrust cut her off with a moan. “Said you’re the only man who ever made them feel safe… I was scared, Evan… scared of the baby, scared of everything… but they showed me you’re still you…”

I leaned over her, chest to her back, one hand sliding under to cup her belly. “This belly’s mine,” I rasped in her ear. “This pussy’s mine. You’re carrying my kid, Delilah. You’re never getting away again.”

She sobbed, nodding frantically. “Yes, yes, yours… fill me up, please…”

Kim’s tongue pressed harder against my balls, then slid lower, rimming Delilah’s stretched hole around my cock. Delilah shrieked, thighs trembling.

“I’m gonna cum,” she cried. “Evan, I’m—”

Her walls clamped down so hard I saw stars. She came with a broken scream, pussy squirting around my shaft, soaking Kim’s chin and the sheets. I didn’t slow down—kept pounding through it, dragging the orgasm out until she was babbling nonsense.

Nala kissed me again, deeper, hungrier. “She looks so pretty when she cums for you,” she whispered. “Do it again.”

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