"Please," she interrupted, her tone brooking no argument. "Consider it part of our collaboration. You've been such a crucial part of this journey, and I want to ensure you're well taken care of. It's the least I can do."He let out a small, conceding sigh, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Alright, Mrs. Sonya, I accept. Thank you," he replied, not like he had a home to return to now he had divorced his wife so he did not mind. ******As Ryan gazed out of the hotel window, clad in nothing but singlets and shorts, he was struck by the opulence that surrounded him. The plushness of the room, the exquisite view it offered, and the overall atmosphere of luxury were far removed from anything he had experienced before. The soft hum of the city below, coupled with the distant glow of the setting sun, painted a picture of serenity and indulgence.A knock at the door momentarily diverted his thoughts. He rose and opened it to find a hotel attendant, neatly dressed in the hotel's u

Ryan frowned and gripped the hands of the security guard and even without exerting any force the guard couldn't even move his finger and inch. He raised his eyes in suprise to look at Ryan, even with his muscles he couldn't the skyline, home to a secretive tech corporation known for its cutting-edge research and exclusive clientele. Ryan, a seemingly ordinary software engineer with a mysterious past, gains unauthorized access to the building. His mission: to uncover corporate espionage that threatens his own obscure but critical startup.As Ryan discreetly navigates through the high-security floors, he inadvertently triggers an alarm, summoning the building's security team. Two burly guards, trained for precisely such intrusions, quickly locate him. Without hesitation, they grab him by the collar of his shirt, their grip firm, intending to escort him out with little ceremony.Ryan, his expression darkening to a frown, grips the hands of the guard closest to him. Surprisingly, the gu

“Bitch, I’ll fucking kill you!” Mr. Chansey screamed as he touched his scalded face. He was so furious hestarted pouncing on Sonya.Her quick reflexes allowed her to deliver a swift but deadly kick to Mr. Chansey’s crotch.“Argh!” he cried out in pain immediately and started rolling on the floor with his hands over his bruised member, his face turning a darker shade of purple by the second.“You disgust me!” she spat before turning around to leave the room.This caused her to bump into Ryan, who had been eavesdropping by the door the whole time. “What are you doing here?” she asked angrily.“Nothing, I was just making sure you were doing okay in there,” he replied while shrugging his shoulders.His eyes instantly perked up at the sight of Mr. Chansey, who was writhing in pain on the floor.It was a good thing that she’d managed to mess him up, because if he’d stepped in, he’d surely make sure that Mr. Chansey won’t be using his hands ever again for the remainder of his life.“We’re d

Ryan lifted the dome from the top rack to reveal his dinner, acknowledging it briefly before setting it aside. Then, with a deep breath, he focused on the ingredients below. The moment had arrived to begin the meticulous process of creating the ointment, a task that required not just precision, but a belief in the possibility of what traditional remedies could achieve.He surveyed the ingredients with a practiced eye: Turmeric Root, for its anti-inflammatory properties; Flaxseeds, rich in omega-3 fatty acids; Ginkgo Biloba, known for enhancing blood circulation; Olive Leaves, with their heart-healthy benefits; Hawthorn Berry, often used to support cardiovascular health; and Pomegranate, packed with antioxidants.Closing his eyes for a moment, Ryan summoned the system with the intent of his mind, a technique he had honed through necessity and practice. The system, an internal guide of sorts, provided him with the knowledge and steps required to combine these natural elements into an oi

He approached the computer, its screen casting a soft glow in the dimly lit room. Turning it on, he delved into the vast expanse of the internet, navigating through pages of information, searching for a reliable source from which to procure the Sesame Tao oil. The task proved to be more challenging than he anticipated. With each click and scroll, Ryan sifted through countless websites, reviews, and online marketplaces, seeking not just any Sesame Tao oil, but one that was pure, sustainably sourced, and of the highest quality.Hours passed as Ryan's search continued, his initial determination gradually giving way to fatigue. The ease with which information could usually be found on the internet contrasted sharply with the difficulty of his current endeavor. It wasn't merely about finding a supplier; it was about ensuring the integrity of the final piece of his healing puzzle.Finally, as the clock ticked away, marking the passage of time with a relentless rhythm, Ryan sighed. He leaned