3° person POV
Alice watched with a mix of desire and disdain the scene unfolding before her. Yasmin was riding Liam fiercely, and despite her attempts to mask her moans, the pleasure in her eyes was unmistakable, sothing incomparable to anything else.
For a mont, Alice wondered what it would be like if she were the one riding that delicious cock instead of the beautiful brunette. But she quickly shook her head, reminding herself that Liam was an unfaithful man, betraying his girlfriend without a second thought. Yes, he was complete trash, and Alia’s relationship with him was far from happy.
Determined to expose him, Alice pulled out her phone, intending to film the scene. But just as she hit record, Liam suddenly stood up.
She didn’t know what had happened, but fearing she might get caught, the blonde quickly fled the scene. Once she was a safe distance away, she checked her phone and realized the video she had recorded was a ss.
The footage was useless, too dark, too short, and too shaky from Liam’s rapid movents. It would be easy for him to claim it was soone else or even a fake edit.
Still, Alice had gotten what she wanted most: confirmation that Liam was unfaithful.
From that point on, she didn’t even need concrete proof. All she had to do was steal Liam from Alia and prove he was a cheater.
A voracious sexual beast like him would undoubtedly be interested in her body, so despite her social awkwardness, she believed he would want her.
Of course, this ant essentially "selling" her body just to prove to Alia that she was being betrayed. Yet, the blonde didn’t seem to hesitate much at the idea. In fact, one might even say she seed eager to be devoured.
Perhaps, deep down, she instinctively understood that Liam was the right man for her, even if she refused to admit it to herself.
But why had Liam suddenly stood up like that? The reason lay in Eric’s idiotic actions.
As soon as Helena noticed Eric was about to pick a fight, she called Liam to warn him. When he didn’t answer imdiately, she sent a text instead.
At that mont, Liam, who was thoroughly enjoying Yasmin’s passionate ride, heard his phone ring. Aside from the girls in his harem and a few others like Seraphina, Vanessa, and his mother, Liam had notifications blocked for everyone else. So when he heard the ringtone, he knew it had to be important.
Noticing his concern, Yasmin smiled seductively and told him he could answer. After all, he was still rock hard, and she wasn’t about to stop. As Liam checked the ssage, his face turned serious, and he quickly got up.
Yasmin sighed deeply upon hearing the situation but agreed that he should go. Left behind, she decided to finish herself off with her fingers, craving so relief.
After dressing, she planned to head to where the commotion was happening. But as she left the room, her sharp senses caught a curious scent.
She noticed a drop of a shiny liquid on the floor. Approaching it, she dipped her finger into the substance, confirming her suspicions.
Soone had been watching them, specifically, a woman.
But who could it be?
Figuring it out wasn’t too difficult. Only one mber of the volleyball team hadn’t gone with Eric and Helena: Alice.
Of course, there were other won in the audience, but the chances of one of them sneaking into the team’s locker room were slim. And the losing team had already left.
There were still Charlotte and the coach as potential suspects, but after speaking with Lilith, Yasmin confird that both had been chatting with her the entire ti.
In other words, Yasmin was fairly convinced of her discovery. She quickly sent Liam a ssage about it and asked where he was. However, the response she received was sowhat surprising.
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How can this guy be such an idiot? Helena thought as she watched the scene unfold before her.
Eric readied himself for a fight, assuming a combat stance and lunging to punch one of the drunken n who had provoked him. But the situation quickly turned sour for him.
The reason was simple: instead of just three n as he had expected, they had called over more friends, preparing an ambush with the clear intent of beating him down.
Maybe he could have escaped the situation, if he hadn’t charged in before even noticing that the number of enemies had increased.
And because of that stupidity, he was now getting pumled by a group of six n who seed to enjoy humiliating him.
If they knew who he was, perhaps they would have stopped out of fear of retaliation. But Eric’s pride wouldn’t allow him to say anything.
That said, Helena had no intention of intervening, just watching. First, she couldn’t take on the entire group alone. Second, they were only taunting Eric and pouring beer on him; she didn’t think he was in any real danger. Third, she needed to stay in a position where she could protect the girls. She was the one who had invited them, so she felt responsible for their safety.
Finally, she also believed Liam would arrive soon to resolve the situation, which would be far more humiliating for Eric. And, more importantly, it would give her boyfriend the chance to look like a hero in front of all the girls.
So, they just watched. The group of n were just drunk idiots looking for a fight to prove their masculinity, but they wouldn’t resort to violence against a woman.
Or at least, most of them wouldn’t.
However, one of them took advantage of his friends being distracted and walked toward the group of won.
Helena had no idea what his plan was, but she reacted violently anyway. Even so, she didn’t go all out, instead striking from a distance, buying ti for Liam to arrive.
She exchanged a few blows with the man, keeping him at bay, while the other girls watched in fear. They might have been athletes, but none of them had experience in a real fight.
Then, when Helena heard the hurried footsteps of her man, she couldn’t help but smile, while at the sa ti pretending to be knocked down by a shove from her opponent. She acted as if she were terrified.
"Stay away!" Helena cried, her voice faking desperation.
Hearing that, Liam sped up even more, then attacked the man like a wild beast. He landed a solid punch to his stomach, then kicked him in the head, sending him flying.
The boy almost shouted at the drunk that no one could touch his won but quickly swapped the word "won" for "friend" to maintain the lie they had been telling.
All the girls giggled, their hearts fluttering. They relaxed, feeling assured that the man in front of them would handle the situation like a real man.
"That’s enough," Liam said, his voice firm and commanding.
Then he threw the unconscious man he had just beaten toward the idiots still attacking Eric.
He stepped forward, staring at them with a murderous intent.
"If you want a fight so badly, fight . But I’m warning you, it won’t end well for you."
Seeing how easily he had taken down one of their own, the group hesitated. But what was more terrifying was Liam’s gaze, there was sothing about him that made it clear this wouldn’t just be a stupid brawl. If they fought, it would be to the death.
So of the n murmured among themselves, clearly uneasy. Then, finally, they decided to flee, unwilling to deal with the monster before them.
Liam then turned to Eric, who was still lying on the ground, groaning in pain. He sighed and pulled out his phone to call an ambulance.
anwhile, the girls surrounded him, praising his strength and thanking him for his help. Their eyes all glead with admiration.
Then, a rather peculiar suggestion arose among them: going to a cosplay café. Apparently, such a place existed where people could rent a private room and costus to wear.
"How about we dress up in sothing special for the hero of the day?" one of the girls playfully suggested.
Soon, they were all chatting excitedly, each eager for a chance to compete for a bit of Liam’s attention.
In the end, he defensively responded that he would go only if Alia allowed it, keeping up the lie that she was the only woman he had eyes for.
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"You have the sa fetish as , don’t you?"
Amélia simply didn’t know how to respond when Sophia said that.
"What do you an?"
"You like being cheated on, don’t you? Having a boyfriend who seems perfect but actually treats you like a disposable whore while he fucks another slut, isn’t that right?"
Why was Sophia, who had been so worried about hiding her fetish, suddenly confessing it to Alia?
There were a few reasons.
She didn’t believe the girl would tell anyone about it. After all, Alia was trying to hide the fact that her boyfriend was clearly sleeping with Helena and probably that other tiny girl with silver hair as well.
In other words, she wanted to keep it a secret, and exposing Sophia would obviously lead to retaliation in kind.
Besides, she had sothing to gain by taking that risk, Liam and Helena.
She wanted to get closer to both of them, especially Helena. In the future, she thought the woman would make an excellent secretary working for her.
And Liam, well... she wanted to sleep with him one more ti if possible.
Above all, though, the most important reason was that she was simply excited by the idea that soone else might be just as perverted as she was.
Deep down, Sophia just wanted a friend with whom she could share all her twisted desires.
"You understand , don’t you?" she continued, eagerly talking about the wonders of being treated like a slave.
Of course, Amélia didn’t understand at all.
The only thing she felt was concern, realizing that her lie might have already been discovered.
Deep down, she knew she would have to reveal the truth sooner or later. It wasn’t the end of the world, but it was definitely a problem.
"Don’t worry, I understand you!"
And, as always, Lilith appeared out of nowhere with a perverse smile.
And if there was anyone who understood every fetish imaginable, it was her.
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