Humiliation was palpable, and confusion clouded his mind.
Sam could barely rember how he had gotten through the night, his entire being consud by thought.
What was the aning of life, and where was the so-called light he had been striving towards?
It seed... all gone!
He couldn’t play along anymore!
The system had warned him before that these so-called female leads had enhanced abilities.
But this was the first ti Sam truly realized how terrifying their enhanced powers were. His experiences just now felt utterly uncontrollable!
It seed there was no chance of resistance, except for his lucid thoughts, his limbs carried out actions that completely contradicted his own desires.
Following Angel’s instructions, no matter how strong his resistance was, Sam still perford oral sex on her. But Angel was rciful to Sam; while she enjoyed the process, she also took off his underwear and kissed his penis.
Angel’s oral skills were comndable; her tongue was agile, and her mouth was tight and moist, making the process enjoyable for both.
However, Sam’s mood was still heavy.
He thought about his ’Absolute Lucidity’ skill, which felt like ti had stopped. He could preserve his consciousness, but he couldn’t prevent the birth of the ti stop, nor could he move freely during it.
Now, Sam retained his consciousness and could even speak out in resistance, but as long as Angel wanted sothing done, he couldn’t perform any act of resistance.
It was as if he was a puppet being manipulated. The horror of this situation didn’t need further explanation.
While being forced by Angel to perform oral sex, Sam didn’t resist vociferously.
He quickly regained his composure.
Realizing that he temporarily couldn’t resist these superpowers, he needed to quickly calm down and gather the latest intelligence.
For instance, how exactly were the opponent’s powers controlled, how long they lasted, what they could achieve, and how they were executed.
Quickly calming down, Sam managed to analyze so things.
Firstly, Angel’s commands could only make the target do things they were inherently capable of; they couldn’t, for example, make a normal man run faster than Usain Bolt by unlocking so hidden potential.
Apart from this limitation, there seed to be no other restrictions.
What remained uncertain was whether there were any limits to self-harm or harming Angel, as she had neither disclosed such information nor issued such commands.
As for the duration, the whole episode lasted about thirty minutes.
As for other details, no effective conclusions had been drawn yet.
For now, it seed that Angel’s purpose was to control the target and make them do anything.
Sam considered there might be two possible prerequisites.
One possibility was making soone suck her finger or another part of her body.
Another possibility could be physical contact like touching skin or kissing.
Sam couldn’t believe that Angel would intentionally reveal such an obvious flaw, especially the act of sucking her finger, which seed too deliberate. Sam thought it was an attempt by Angel to mislead him.
Angel was not without flaws. She liked to play smart.
Before this, Sam had kissed her and they had made love... If those were the conditions, they seed too stringent... Could they be the prerequisites?
Sam didn’t know. He only realized it was morning when he woke up.
Sam woke up in his spacious bed.
At this mont, Angel was still not up.
She was almost lying in Sam’s arms, still naked. Her firm breasts, her smooth skin, and her incredibly tempting vagina were all extrely alluring to Sam.
But now, Sam had no desire at all, only deep concern.
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What should he do next with this constantly favored heiress, whose powers seed to be of the highest caliber?
With such abilities, Sam’s thoughts seed irrelevant now; all his bold declarations seed like they could beco humble jokes at this mont.
What should he do then?
Just as Sam was pondering his next move, he suddenly saw Angel open her eyes and stare straight at him.
Sam was taken aback. "You’re awake?"
"Why did you wake up earlier than ?" Angel seed sowhat displeased, as if she wanted to compete with Sam even in this regard.
Sam chuckled, "I naturally wake up early every day, it’s probably just a habit. Ever heard of self-discipline?"
Angel frowned slightly, then snuggled closer within Sam’s embrace.
"No matter, from now on, when you sleep with , you’re not allowed to wake up before I do."
"Alright, alright, I got it."
Sam laughed as he tousled her hair, as if rewarding her for her cute behavior.
Feeling Sam’s touch, Angel couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Sam looked at her curiously. "What’s so funny?"
Angel lifted her head, her cheeks a beautiful shade of rosy red, looking very charming, and her gaze mischievously fixed on him. "Do you still want to suck on my fingers?"
Sam’s expression imdiately soured.
Seeing the clear change in Sam’s expression, Angel laughed even harder, her breasts slightly quivering. "Hahaha... Why that look? I didn’t mistreat you, did I?"
Sam rolled his eyes and sighed. "You didn’t offend , you just hurt deeply."
Angel poked Sam’s chest with her finger. "Oh? Did that hurt you? Are you that fragile? I also gave you oral sex last night too, and even let you finish in my mouth. Made brush my teeth all over again."
Sam couldn’t help but say, "But that wasn’t voluntary, it was forced."
Seeing Sam genuinely seem a bit down, Angel found it even more amusing. She laid her entire body on Sam’s chest, her long hair a bit ssy.
"How about it?"
"What do you an, ’how about it’?"
"How does my pussy taste?"
"You’ve done enough..."
Sam, of course, wouldn’t answer that question... In fact, there wasn’t much to answer, as under the circumstances last night, her vagina was already clean, without any odd sll. Not to ntion that mutual oral sex is a very common sexual practice, and really isn’t anything degrading.
But Sam still didn’t want to let her get too smug, otherwise, this kind of situation would beco endless.
Angel blinked, smiling at Sam. "Don’t lose your spirit too early, or everything will beco boring."
Saying this, she then sat up, turned her back to Sam, and began to dress. Each movent was graceful to the extre. When she let her long hair down smoothly and then turned to look at Sam.
"Go freshen up, and then get ready for breakfast."
Sam looked at Angel, who seed to be in a good mood, her face almost carrying a faint smile.
"Are we going to school together?"
Angel looked at him as if it was obvious. "Why not?"
Sam thought for a mont, then couldn’t help but laugh. "But this might make people think that this poor boy has finally climbed up to the high and mighty heiress."
Angel walked over to the bed, reached out, and cradled his particularly handso face this morning from his chin. "Don’t worry, I allow you to climb up."
Well, she really had a way about her.
Sam used Angel’s bathroom to freshen up, and the servants quickly brought disposable toiletries. It was only when it ca ti to change clothes that Sam rembered. Last night had been too wild, and his clothes were no longer wearable.
Unexpectedly, Angel quickly had soone send over a suit that fit Sam perfectly.
Sam held it in his hands for a long ti without reacting. "How co you have n’s clothes?"
Angel smiled slightly. "Because I anticipated you’d have a day like this. Or would you prefer I said it’s because other n have been here?"
"Don’t joke about that, I’m not into cuckolding."
Of course, even if Angel said so, that was an impossibility.
Angel watched as Sam, now dressed, appeared in the sunlight streaming through the parted curtains. He exuded a youthful aura, yet there was sothing surreal about it.
But it was precisely such an exceptionally outstanding boy that matched Angel herself. Even if there appeared to be a vast social gap between them, she was willing to make sacrifices for Sam.
No, perhaps not sacrifices. Just fulfillnt.
Angel’s lips curved slightly, and in the sunlight, she looked like a princess living in a castle, finally deciding to step out and see the scenery.
She reached out her hand to Sam, bathed in sunlight, smiling. "Let’s go, ti for breakfast."
Sam was sowhat dazzled by the mont’s brilliance. What he saw was not a heiress with a demon inside her, but a seraph crowned with a halo.
Sitting together for breakfast, the presence of Sam at the table seed to be within Celeste’s expectations. This mature and perfect woman showed not a hint of surprise, instead smiling.
"Sam, did you sleep well last night?"
What seed like a sowhat sharp question yesterday had vanished without a trace today, and the two acted as if there were no barriers between them, making Sam admire this woman’s exquisite ’acting.’
Sam smiled. "Yes, quite well. I’m not picky about beds, so it’s fine."
Celeste blinked and said, "Oh, I thought you young people had too much energy and would have trouble sleeping at night. Seems I thought too much."
Seeing the woman’s aningful gaze, Sam shyly lowered his head. "Heh... it was fine."
Celeste then turned to her daughter. "And Angel, you seem to be in good spirits, slept well, I presu?"
Facing her mother, Angel didn’t show as much shyness as Sam. She lifted her head and said nonchalantly, "Not bad. Mom, if you’re envious, you should find a man while you still don’t have wrinkles on your face."
Sam almost spat out his milk. What kind of bizarre conversation was this?
Breakfast was quickly finished, and under Celeste’s watchful eye, Sam and Angel left for school together.
Sitting in the sedan, Sam gazed at the sowhat unfamiliar streetscapes, feeling nothing but calm inside.
The day proceeded as usual. He entered the school with Angel, and then they parted ways in front of the academic building, heading to different areas.
After last night’s experiences, Sam found it hard to feel upbeat, even Louis noticed his state this morning and comnted, "Sam, why do you look like a maggot today?"
Could be a bit more refined? Why not say mayfly instead of maggot?
But Sam could guess that he probably looked quite disheveled now.
But what could he do? Thinking about the current situation and the unknown powers so won seed to possess... he felt utterly outmatched. How was he supposed to build a harem in such conditions?
Sam felt like he wasn’t just dancing on the edge of a knife but had jumped into a at grinder.
He didn’t want to eat in the cafeteria. Nor did he want to go to the club.
At noon, Sam found himself in a place he hadn’t visited in a long ti—the school’s study room. Here, he rembered a girl who used to sneak als inside, clear and refreshing like the morning dew.
But when Sam pushed open the door, the study room was empty.
He lay his head on the desk, the sunlight warming his face as he closed his eyes slightly.
Then, a hand gently rested on his hair. He opened his eyes slightly.
The sunlight fell behind her. Like a girl born from the brilliant cosmic galaxy, she arrived like a deity.
She was looking down at him slightly. Her cool face featured perfect features, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyes carrying a familiar disdain.
"Sam, are you trying to die?"
Without any sha, Sam nodded and reached out his hand towards her. "Save , Sophie."
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