"There won't be any insulin or food for you anymore," Akira said the mont Elena stepped into the warehouse.
She raised a brow. "Why? I've been doing everything you asked."
Akira looked her straight in the eyes. "Except... you dropped the phone while I was calling you—and then switched it off for the entire night."
He was pissed.
Elena sighed. "I'm sorry. I just... couldn't talk to you at that mont."
He stood up, walked toward her, and began circling her like a predator. Then he grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her to et his eyes. "You're a naughty wife, aren't you? Were you with so other guy?"
Elena shook her head, her chin aching from his grip. "No... I was with my mother."
Akira slid his thumb across her lips, forcing her mouth open. "The sa mother you've been refusing to help recruit?"
He let go of her chin and yanked her by the hand, dragging her toward his room.
She didn't resist. She couldn't.
He shoved her onto the bed.
"So... tell why you don't want your mother joining us."
Elena sighed, curling her arms around her knees on the bed. "My mother isn't who you think she is. Look—I've been doing all this to get dicine for her. If she was really that powerful, would she even need my help? She's not so superhuman like you think."
Akira paused. Her words made sense. After everything Elena had sacrificed just to get her mother dicine, it was hard to imagine that woman being so OP monster.
But still... Gerald had sworn the overpowered woman lived with Elena.
Akira exhaled deeply, torn between logic and suspicion.
"Alright!" He dropped his trousers down. "I'll fuck you hard till you tell the truth today!"
Elena's heart thundered in her chest glancing at the monster hard cock before her.
Akira lunged at her, didn't even wait for her to get in the mood. Just pulled her skirt up, pulled her panties down and forced his dick inside her.
She yelped in pain, but he didn't stop. He kept ramming her hard.
"Tell the truth!!" He barked.
"I've.. told- you! My mother is not—"
He slapped her hard, increasing his pace.
Then, he nutted his sen into her womb!
Elena gasped! "Thought we said no cumming inside!!"
He ignored her! His dick was still hard! He turned her around, forcing her to sleep in a doggy style position and fucked her more!
After three rounds, Akira was spent. He collapsed beside the sobbing Elena, who still insisted that Suzune wasn't who he thought she was. But being stubborn, Akira sent Elena back to their hideout to talk with Suzune if she'd consider joining them.
Doing what was assigned to her, Elena went back to their hideout, her legs trembling from the intense fuck she'd just endured. As she expected, Suzune refused to join any crews.
Elena went back to tell Akira. But the bastard couldn't believe her.
So, he left Elena in his room, locked the door behind him, and went to et with his crew.
Gerald was busy cooking, while the others sat around, just back from a failed hunt for won—no luck again.
"Alright... everyone, gather up!" Akira called out. "GERALD! You too, buddy!"
Gerald groaned, then covered his pot and made his way over, sitting at the table with the rest.
"The girl says her mother isn't the woman we're looking for," Akira announced. "What do you all think we should do?"
One by one, the crew offered their opinions, until Gerald finally spoke up.
"It's possible she's lying. Or maybe she doesn't even know her mother's true power. Either way, we have to get that woman. We can't let the Rulers get to her first."
Gerald couldn't even begin to imagine what would happen if Darren's crew managed to recruit her—the woman who didn't even flinch when attacked with a fireball. Too dangerous. If Darren got her on his side, Gerald would never stand a chance against him... and rescuing his sister would be impossible. But if the old hag joined their own side? Then the Scavengers would beco a force to be reckoned with.
"So, if she really has no idea... then what next?" Akira asked.
"Well," Gerald said with a serious glint in his eyes, "we can't let Darren take her. So if we can't have her... no one should."
Akira narrowed his eyes. "What do you an?"
"Exactly what you're thinking, sir. Kill her."
A collective gasp erupted from the crew. Was he serious? Did he really think they could kill a woman that powerful?
"You think you can pull it off?" Akira asked.
Gerald nodded. "I spoke to her. She looks old—fragile, even. My guess? She has so kind of passive ability that makes magic attacks useless. That explains why the fireball didn't even phase her."
Akira leaned in, listening intently. "Hmm..."
"With my ability, I can sneak into her house," Gerald continued, his tone darkening. "And then... I'll kill her."
Akira fell silent, thinking. The woman was too valuable to simply discard... but what use was her power if she couldn't be brought into his crew?
"Alright, Gerald. I approve the mission," he finally said. "But don't be reckless. I don't want to lose you—you're too important to the crew."
Gerald gave a short bow and smirked. "Don't worry, sir. I won't go down that easy. I won't die... at least not before rescuing my sister."
"Good. Go."
Gerald returned to his stove. The food was ready. He dished up for everyone, setting aside a plate for himself—for after the mission.
Then, he made his way to the weapons room and selected a small axe and a dagger.
With these weapons... and his ability?
There was no way he'd fail to put that old woman out of her misery.
Once ready, he activated his skill and slipped out, heading toward Shin's hideout—where Suzune lay, peacefully resting in her bed not knowing the danger that was coming for her.
TBC
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