About a week ago, Damien discovered something very intriguing and interesting about the system. And since past few days he had been trying all he could to get acquainted with this new system trick.And it hadn't been quite long that he finally understood what was happening and how to go about this strange and recent mystery. Damien had noticed that not only could he exchange the system gem with houses and money, but also humans. But when he used it for humans, instead of lasting two months as usual, it'd only last a day or two. And it cost more. It was this trick that he used to bring a policeman which he had sent to Jada immediately the system told him about the dead CEO.At first, he didn't understand how this new CLONE SHIFT function worked. All he knew was that he could use a specific number of system gems to achieve it. Just recently did he realise that, those people whom the CLONE SHIFT had make a copy of them... NO, the CLONE SHIFT of people made, takes the absolute form and
Elisa had knelt before him, holding softly unto both his knees. Damien was quite surprised that she didn't complain like she used to. He didn't have to repeat himself. And neither did it seem like she was being forced against her will. He had no idea what had gotten into her. Perhaps the little discussion they had, had done something to her. He couldn't also help but think that perhaps she wanted him too. Badly. That was the only explanation he could give for her sudden change; both of mind and actions. One being at the mercy of the other. She slowly began to unstrap the buckle of his brown leather belt. She did it slowly and sensually... and while she did, she raised her head, looking him in the eyes. Her gaze soft and seductive. She would blink occasionally, looking away back to the business down there. She finally got rid of the belt and pulled the zipper down. She didn't bother to make him pull off the trousers. Damien just watched her. Naturally, when Damien would get a job b
Elisa climbed down from Damien, falling to the side. The both of them were breathing heavily. Damien had poured the second pool of juice in her. And she hadn't told him to pull out. With the amount of peace spread across their faces, it was obvious that neither of them mind. Damien turned to her and laughed. She chuckled too, shooting a toothed smile at him. He crawled up on her and kissed her warm lips. Sucking her tongue for a sheer minute. She kissed him back, touching her wet palm to his cheek, caressing the jawline with some of her fingers to further aid the pleasure. He kissed all over her face and down to her neck. Kissing every depth and corner of her neck as she wrapped her arm around his neck, giving herself away to him once again. He kissed his way down and cupped one of her plump titties in his mouth, (the titties weren't overweight), sucking on and licking the pink nipples actively, as his fingers glid down her body and were slid into her tight wet pussy. The finger w
"Damien... did he just go out naked?"Elisa asked, still looking stunned. It was as though she couldn't believe her eyes. "You shouldn't worry about him. He doesn't act recklessly... though sometimes he has so much faith in himself... or something unknown to him."Matthew explained and she looked to him. At Matthew's explanation, the surprise in her face waned out. "You seem to know much about him?"She pushed further and Matthew chuckled softly,"I mean, I can see through him."Elisa was quiet for a while. Then she found her voice again,"But we can't blame his decision. He had been through hell himself... he needs to believe in himself."Mathew's face changed slowly. Elisa didn't quite catch it at first, but Matthew made it so obvious that even the blind wouldn't had pretended not had noticed it. "We are not here to talk about him, are we?"Elisa could hear a hint of jealousy in Matthew's voice. Though Matthew's question was right, but Elisa didn't know why he was being that way.
"Mr Marcot reached out to me. He already has all the invited guests invited."Matthew started, as soon as he settled into one of the couches in Damien's apartment. Damien wasn't staring at him as though he wasn't interested in what the fellow had to say. It was as though he had something else going on in his mind. "Majority of them... especially the board members, are worried that you might change the date overnight like you did for the party."Matthew had continued. His eyes not for one second leaving Damien's face. "They want to know the details about the location too. They want to know what preparations had been made. They want to know if there is something they can do to help. I must say that they are really worried.""Worried?"Damien asked, slurping from the chalice of white wine. "I mean, they have the right to be worried. We are talking about ultra rich men who affect the world so positively. Having majority of them taken to an island for a cruise party? Something they had
"I will be answering only eight questions."Damien was standing on the stage of the Boldyville Multipurpose Hall. It's been thirteen minutes since Matthew left the hotel apartment. And in just six minutes after he left, different cars began to drive through the gate towards the Multipurpose Hall. It was as though the folks had been waiting for this opportunity all their lives. More than two hundred media personnels were seated, occupying the front rows, up to half of the length of the seating space of the hall. "And this will be the basis."Damien took another pause. There were cameras set in different angles of the hall. Flashlights dazzling and shutters clicking. Damien understood perfectly well why the media personnels, who had disguised as some CEOs during the party, didn't put out their articles and videos. The personnels knew that the BMX group could sue them for violation of privacy, the act of theft, trespassing and lot more. The amount of fortune they would lose would be
"What! What the hell!""Somebody tell me that this isn't true... it's not real is it?""Did he really say that?""This is a joke right? It must be!!!""Did he really just announce that to the media?""Did he know that he was live? I'm sure he doesn't.""How could he say something like that?""Fuck, we are so ruined."Eight of the nine girls, who had been watching the live video which was still going on in the hall, complained bitterly amongst themselves. Majority of them would look from one girl to the other. But the major person whom they kept staring at was Jada. She was the main concern, it seemed. "I'm not sure if he knows the consequence of what he had just said. We can't take this back!!! This is the media. It'll spread like wild fire in the blink of an eye.""See, it already spread."Lisa called the attention of Mira to the comments which were trooping in. THIS MUST BE A JOKE.IS HE REAL?REALLY? ONE OF THE GIRLS IS PRESENT FOR HIM?HOW COULD HE LET THAT HAPPEN?I MEAN, EVE
There were quite a number of things which left the ladies puzzled. What Damien had done was a thing which he should be reflecting on. He should be cooped up somewhere, reluctant to take in visitors. The girls should be by the door of the apartment knocking to come in while he tells them that he doesn't want to meet anyone. But on the contrary, Damien had come to meet them. And seeing him, the girls were falling away in fear. It should be the other way round. The girls could swear to it. But their convictions or perceptions didn't matter at this time. What mattered was the fact that Damien had walked into their apartment and had taken the best position to seat and cross his leg. The girls couldn't take seats yet. They would occasionally look from Damien to Matthew who was standing behind him, by the right hand side. It was already strange enough that Damien didn't come with Elisa this time. He came with this strange man. Some of the girls counted that as an omen that something ugly