The mont of silence lingered for a while.
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In the blink of an eye, a flood of typos and symbols poured in endlessly. The chat room beca chaotic as these aningless characters, all substitutes for screams, took over.
After a fierce wave of chaos, the mbers, who had barely regained their senses, began typing coherent sentences ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) one by one.
[How did you et him? Tell us in detail!]
[What’s he like in person? Do you have a picture?]
[Where can we see him? Which fire station is it? Hurry, I’m in a rush!]
She couldn’t keep up with the flood of questions. More than anything, it felt unreal that the man she had t had beco so famous.
[Wait, wait. Please hold on for a mont.]
After buying herself so ti, she took a brief pause to calm her nerves. Hoo, hoo. After taking a deep breath and gathering herself, the witness began typing a long ssage in the chat room.
[It was my friend’s birthday, so we all went to a club. We drank and danced, just the girls having fun. If there were cute guys, we’d hang out with them too. But that day, it seed like all the cute guys had died off. Seriously, there wasn’t a single decent-looking guy in the club. It was really like this! So, we were debating whether to just call it a night or move to another club. But then!]
[He appeared!]
[Dein Striker!]
[Hurry up! Tell us more!]
Taking another deep breath, the mber continued typing.
[That’s right. From the mont he entered, it was like the whole place lit up. My friend spotted him first and scread. We all scread when we saw him too. The won there turned into hyenas, and so of the guys did too.]
[Get lost, he’s ours!]
[Line up! Don’t look at him!]
[Hurry up! Tell us more, I’m dying!]
[Okay, I’ll continue. Instantly, the whole atmosphere shifted towards him. I can’t forget it. The club was so dark, but when Dein Striker walked in, it lit up like it was broad daylight.]
[Tell us more, what’s he like in person?]
[Hurry up!]
[His height is definitely insane. Even in the pictures, he’s only a little shorter than that asshole Grayson, right? He’s definitely over 190 cm.]
[He’s so cool!]
[Sexy!]
Amid the exchanged words and the flood of praise, the mber, now the center of attention, raised her hands and called for calm.
[We’ll talk about that later. I’ll tell the story in order, so please wait.]
[Oh, right. Let’s all focus.]
[Shh, quiet.]
[Hurry up, I’m really in a rush!]
[Alright, I understand. In an instant, the whole place turned into Dein Striker’s harem. He seed used to it. What a bad boy.]
Even while saying this, her face was filled with a smile. The ecstatic mory resurfaced, and her heart began to race. As the mbers scread in response, she repeatedly took deep breaths and quickly continued typing.
[One of my friends is super aggressive. She’s the type to do anything she says she will, so she’s basically the leader of our group. Anyway, suddenly she said to , ‘Amy, forget all the presents we got earlier. That guy is your birthday gift today.’ And she pushed through the crowd of rivals and charged at Dein Striker like a wild bull!]
[Aweso!]
[Best friend ever!]
[Introduce to him!]
[Hurry... hurry... please!]
[Hoo, and we saw my friend talk to Dein Striker. She pointed at us and whispered sothing, and Dein looked at us. We were so excited. Oh my God, that guy was coming toward us with my friend! And then he said, ‘Hey, baby. Happy birthday!’]
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The chat was filled with a nonsensical flood of words. She closed her eyes, overwheld by the emotions rushing back, and placed her hands on her chest as she let out short, heavy breaths.
[Oh my God, you had such an amazing experience?]
[Dein Striker as your birthday present? God must really love you!]
[Please, God. I go to church every week! Give Dein Striker too!]
[Hurry up, next part! Tell us next!]
They were right. She was surely blessed by God. If that’s the case, it was only right to share this blessing with her sisters. After taking a deep breath, she quickly typed with trembling hands.
[And then we all went to my apartnt.]
[Wait, all of you?]
[Yes, all of us.]
Her answer confused the questioner.
[How many of you were there? What did the rest do?]
[There were five of us, including Dein. The four of us always stick together. What do you an the rest? We four are always together!]
Once again, the chat room was filled with gasps of shock. Amid the confusion and turmoil, she cleared her throat and spoke.
[We’d never done anything like that before. We’re usually very well-behaved. But it was Dein Striker, you know? It wouldn’t be fair to keep this once-in-a-lifeti opportunity to myself, right? Joy should be shared with friends. The host of the party should show kindness to the guests, don’t you think?]
[That’s true. But didn’t Dein Striker seem surprised?]
Soone still seed dazed and asked. She smiled slyly and delivered the final blow.
[Dein smiled and said ‘Okay!’ And then we all hung out together all night. We were so exhausted the next day we had to skip work!]
Amid the continued cheers, she kept talking.
[He was amazing, that guy. Not only was his face so handso, but his body was insane. His shoulders were so broad, his waist so narrow, and his ass and chest were perfect! And on top of that, he was really good at it...!]
[Crazy, crazy!]
[So, Grayson Miller is with him now? All by himself?]
[How did he manage to do that? Or are they just casual?]
[Wait, so they might not be lovers, huh?]
[No, that can’t be. If they were just casual, that doesn’t make sense. Grayson would always tell his partner he loves them, but Dein Striker told clearly back then. He said it was fine to sleep together, but he wouldn’t date anyone. He said he never dates anyone.]
A man who tells everyone he loves them and a man who runs away when he hears “I love you.” There was no way to find an answer.
[People’s hearts can change.]
Soone said that, and another person raised an objection.
[But we should still be skeptical. How much can we trust tabloid articles?]
[I’ve put my panties back on.]
[Alright, let’s do this. Let’s confirm the truth.]
[How?]
The mber who suggested this confidently declared.
[Let’s just ask them directly.]
What’s going on here?
Joshua Bailey froze when he saw a photo on the screen while quickly scanning the news early that morning.
What’s going on?
He rubbed his eyes, thinking the sa thought again, but nothing changed. No, what in the world is going on?
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