Nadia was limping as she walked through the dark streets, the sheet wrapped around her still wet while the rain had reduced to a drizzle.
She wasn't wearing any shoes and had been walking for a long while despite her legs being hurt. Her expression was pale and blank as if her mind hadn't still awakened from the cold blow to her heart she had received earlier.
Lucas' na still hung on her lips, but the fact she couldn't recover from was how soone like Lucas left her despite everything she did for him. All she ever did was try to protect him, even if it ant getting hurt herself. But then, why couldn't he see how much she had sacrificed for him?
Even if she had not done things right by him, how could he not even understand her in the slightest? She never dread of being a whore to any of these powerful lusty n. She would have killed herself before she could beco one.
But for him, she endured it all…for him, she sacrificed whatever pride and dignity she had.
Lucas' innocent smile and the gentle way he used to look at her in the past kept flashing in her mind. She was already missing the way he always ran towards her to hug and kiss her.
She thought she was everything to him, just like he was to her.
But the cruel reality she just experienced told her otherwise.
She now felt as if there was no point in living. She had lost him, her pride, her honor, her power…everything. What was there to live for?
With a heavy, depressive aura, she kept walking through a small street, having no idea where she was walking towards, nor did she seem to care.
However, even at this late hour, there were two drunk old n dancing and cracking stupid jokes with each other.
They were just poor servants of so household and had co out to enjoy for a while since only now they got to take a rest from their duties.
"Hoo? I think I drank too much, Popo. Look…I can see a goddess coming our way."
"We only had one glass. So what the fuck you…Ehhhh…I am also seeing a goddess…Is it possible for us to dream the sa thing, Gola?"
The two old n scratched their itchy chests in confusion as they saw a srizing white-haired beauty with a thick curvy body coming their way. Her large lons were subtly jiggling as she walked, and they had never seen such big breasts that looked so tempting.
Their little brothers were already poking against their pants upon seeing her soft body being covered by only a single piece of wet white sheet. They could even see her pink nipples poking out.
They noticed how she was walking funny and slowly approached her.
"Don't be too hasty, Gola. She might be a beautiful assassin. I have heard how such assassins wander in the night, appearing harmless to trick their victims."
"Don't be stooopid. Which assassin gets paid to assassinate two waste bags like us? Just take a look at her…She seems drunk?"
The two old n got close to her and saw how her eyes seed absent and her hair sluggish. They had to raise their heads to look at her because of how tall she was.
Her face was red as a rose, and upon getting closer, they could clearly see her snowy breasts barely hiding beneath the wet sheet.
Water droplets were trickling down her smooth skin, and the two old n were this close to pouncing upon her. But they didn't because they wanted to check her face and see if she was a lady from so noble house.
If they accidentally touch soone powerful, they would lose their heads and families for sure.
But to their shock, Nadia kept walking as if she didn't see them, making her soft body hit their faces as she tried to walk past by.
The two of them had blood rush to their nose upon slling such a tantalizing sll from her wet body and the softness of her skin sinking into their rough bodies.
"Hey, lady!" Gola recovered from his dream as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him, making her stumble back and fall over his chest.
"What the fuck you doing? Are you trying to get us killed?" Popo asked with a frightened look, though he was feeling jealous of this old fuck for getting to hold her like that. But it seed weird how she was not reacting at all.
Golo felt like he was in heaven upon holding up her sexy soft body.
But she was too tall and heavy, and he had no choice but to walk to the side and let her sit on a chair and make her back lean against the wall.
"She touched us first, so stop raising your voice and creating a fuss. I don't think she is a noble woman. Look at how she is dressed. Do you think any noble family would let their won walk out like this and lose face? No way!"
"But she is so fucking hot and beautiful! She can't be an ordinary woman. Hey, lady, are you alright?" Popo asked as he timidly shook her shoulder while using this chance to touch her body.
"See, no response. She is too drunk. I now got it. She is a courtesan who got too drunk by so client and left out here. Her face doesn't look like any top courtesans we know. Maybe this is…"
"Maybe what?" Popo asked while finding it hard to lock in his desires.
Gola's breath beca hot as he extended his hands to grope her milky lons.
Nadia winced as she parted her lips to let out a soft moan. But her eyes cleared up as her mind connected back to reality.
Her eyes shook upon seeing an old dirty man groping her breasts with a lewd smile.
There was another old man too, who was salivating by lustfully gazing at her body.
"Don't touch !" Nadia weakly shouted as she pushed off the old man in front of her.
Gola was distracted by the way how her breasts felt in his palms and were startled when she suddenly pushed him back.
"What are you looking at? Get her!" Gola said as both he and Popo chased after this sexy goddess, determined not to let her slip off their hands.
Nadia was in an exhausted state, and she couldn't seem to find any strength in her legs.
She slipped because of the wet ground and twisted her ankle as she fell to the ground on her back.
"Unn…" Nadia grimaced in pain, though the pain was the least of her worries, when she saw two old n standing before her, their eyes blazing with lust.
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