In her dark study, Gwenneth watched the scene unfold to its conclusion. Every lewd act, every degrading word from her mother's mouth, every slap and brutal blow endured by the woman she once looked up to—all of it was seared into her retinas like a permanent brand.

She saw how her mother, Delilah the Star Witch, obediently and even passionately paraded herself like the cheapest whore. She saw her beg for more, praise her stepson's big dick, and even invite her to join.

The final scene, where her mother struck a shameful ahegao pose with a 'peace' sign on her cheek, pleading for help yet seemingly reveling in the humiliation, was the last straw.

Disgust and sadness swelled, reaching a boiling point and crystallizing into pure, undiluted hatred. The air grew thick, her blood burned, and her vision tinted crimson.

Her clenched fist rose, nails biting into her palm. The atmosphere crackled as golden energy swarmed around her, violently coalescing into a blazing sword of light. Gripping the hilt, Gwenneth screamed and brought the scorching radiance down upon the monitor, obliterating the obscene footage.

"HRAAAGHH!!!"

A tremendous explosion rocked the room. The monitor screen, console, and all surrounding devices shattered into pieces, utterly obliterated into dust and electrical sparks by the pure energy she had unleashed.

Gweneth stood amidst the destruction she had wrought, her shoulders heaving, her body still trembling with unsated fury.

She clenched her jaw so hard the sound of grinding teeth echoed in the silent room. Through gritted teeth, a name was hissed out, filled with murderous resolve.

"Adam...!"

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I didn't know for sure if Gweneth was watching our obscene performance live right now, but one thing was certain: she would check the footage from her cameras and see everything.

After receiving the urgent message from her mother and witnessing firsthand what I was capable of, it was impossible for her to recklessly confront me directly. She would be extra cautious and formulating a plan.

So my strategy was simple: provoke her. I knew Gweneth's personality better than anyone. She was a woman whose pride reached the heavens, whose arrogance ran deep enough that she would rather die than kneel before anyone, especially a man. She was smart, too, and not the type to be easily swayed by emotion, but it didn't hurt to try.

But that's not all I did. I also instructed Delilah to order the people at HGA to track down the whereabouts of her eldest daughter.

The next day, I decided to leave the house. As I stepped outside, the sight that greeted me was one of chaos. The city was still struggling to recover from the Breakers' attack.

Collapsed buildings, cracked streets, and an atmosphere thick with dread. Fortunately, the insect monster's gravity-reversing ability had only reached half the city. Our home happened to be on the surviving side—relatively untouched.

My destination was "The Kinky Corner," the adult shop I had visited before. As soon as I stepped inside, the bell above the door chimed, and the enticing scent of incense greeted me.

Yumi, the alluring, olive-skinned blonde with a mature air, approached immediately. As usual, her clothing left little to the imagination—a black lingerie set that revealed almost all of her ample breasts and panties that accentuated rather than concealed her shape.

"Darling!" she greeted with a sultry sigh, her eyes sparkling. "You finally came back! I missed you so much~ Disappearing like that a few days ago had worried me."

My entire body reacted instantly. My cursed cock, with its maximum Libido, throbbed hard, stiffened, and formed a prominent bulge in my pants.

This woman was truly like a Succubus, capable of stirring desire just by her presence. But I fought to control it. I remembered vividly the disgust I felt seeing her with those two rough men.

Yumi closed the distance between us until there was almost none. Her fingers, tipped with bright red nail polish, began to dance on my chest, slowly trailing down to my stomach.

"How strange," she whispered in my ear, her breath warm. "You look... hotter than before. More lustful. What happened? How about we continue our session from last time? I've broken up with those two rough boyfriends of mine. I've been feeling so... lonely lately."

I stepped back, freeing myself from her embrace. "That's not why I'm here."

She pouted, slightly disappointed.

"Then what for? Need some new gear for your games?" she asked in a teasing tone.

"I need something specific," I said, getting straight to the point. "Do you have something, a potion, a device, anything—that can make a woman's breasts... produce milk?"

Yumi gasped. Her eyes widened, the teasing expression vanishing instantly, replaced by genuine astonishment. "What? Milk? What for—"

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, a look of horrifying understanding dawned on her face. She looked at me with a new gaze, a mix of shock, lust, and a little... impressed?

"Wait—don't tell me... you... have a child?"

"No."

"Then? What for, darling? That's... a strange request."

"I just want to drink it straight from the source. And it's none of your business, Miss," I replied flatly.

The shop fell silent.

Even Yumi, who was always ready with lewd words and temptations, fell silent for a moment, processing my words. Her expression shifted from shock to... something deeper, as if she had just understood the true extent of my depravity.

Then, suddenly, a hoarse, twistedly admiring laugh escaped her lips. "You... you're wilder than I imagined, Darling," she purred, her eyes gleaming with a new, darker fire. "Straight from the source? Fuck... that's... that's so hot."

Her hand, which had only been dancing before, now groped more boldly, trying to reach the bulge in my pants. Her heavy breath hissed in my ear. "Imagine... I have plump breasts too. How about we try it out first? You can suckle and see if they can produce something for you~"

I held my breath, fighting hard against the insane urge from my burning libido. "Do you have it or not?"

She let out a dramatic sigh but finally nodded, her eyes still full of unsated desire. "Of course I have it, dear. In this shop, we have everything to satisfy... unique desires."

She turned, her walk deliberately more sensual to catch my attention. She retrieved a small glass bottle containing a clear liquid from a hidden shelf behind the counter.

"Here it is," she said, shaking the bottle in front of my eyes. "Just a few drops in a drink, and within a few hours, the source will start to flow. The effect is temporary, but enough to... satisfy your curiosity. But if you want a longer or permanent effect, you can give the whole bottle, but remember, if the woman's body is weak, she might end up in the hospital."

Her smile grew even more coquettish. "Sure you don't want to try it on me first? It's free, you know~ I'm already wet just thinking about it."

I immediately placed a stack of bills on the counter, far more than the price she mentioned. "This is for the potion. I have to go."

Just as I turned to leave, her hand suddenly gripped my arm firmly, pressing her warm, soft body against me.

"Don't go yet, Darling, stay just a little while. I promise I'll make you feel like you're in heaven," she pleaded, a hint of desperation in her voice.

"Let go," I growled, trying to pull away, but her grip was strong. My libido screamed to give in, but the memory of her lewd scene with those two men filled me with disgust. Depraved as I am, I still have a checklist of women I actually want to bed.

"I said let go, bitch!" I snapped more harshly, forcibly wrenching my arm free.

Yumi stumbled back a step. The seductive expression perpetually glued to her face faded instantly, replaced by deep surprise, then genuine hurt. Her cheeks flushed.

"What? Why? Am I not good enough for you? Not sexy enough?" her voice rose, full of disbelief and offense. "Every man who walks in here looks at me like they want to rip my clothes off and devour me alive. You? You, a horny brat whose eyes always blaze and whose pants are always tight when you see me, you reject me?! Who do you think you are?!"

Shit!

I took a deep breath. I knew I had gone too far and wounded her pride—the pride of a Rank S Awakener who was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

In that instant, the aura around her changed drastically. A subtle yet very real pressure clamped down on my chest, making my heart race. Not from fear, but from a sudden, unnatural surge of lust, as if her angry aura triggered something more primal within me. My blood ran hot, my mind struggled to concentrate, filled only with the desire to dominate the dangerous woman before me.

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