I gazed out the limousine window, watching skyscrapers blur past.
There were no stars in the pitch-black night—only two moons: one red, one blue.
I might have enjoyed that sight, if not for the fact that Surten Cat was screaming my ear off.
“Asmari, answer my fucking question.
Why the hell do you need ten sluts?
Ten?!” Mina demanded, incredulous.
She’d been pestering me the entire journey, her disbelief growing with every question.
I ignored her, staring out the window as my irritation simmered.
“Please don’t tell me you’re using ten sluts just to cope with being rejected.
That’s low, even for you—and you set the bar pretty low.”
“Can you stop fucking swearing for one second—and shut up while you’re at it?” I finally snapped, irritation etched across my face.
Mina just stared at me, deadpan, her eyes saying, “Are you serious?”
I clicked my tongue on the roof of my mouth before rolling down the tinted window to speak to the driver in the front.
“How long until we get there?” I asked, annoyance clear in my voice.
“Young master, we are actually at the red light district,” he said while coming to a halt.
I nodded
“Mina, Go out and get me ten of the most beautiful women you can find.”
“Why do I have to do it?
Go do it yourself,” she said irritably, but I immediately shot back a remark.
“As my shadow, you’re bound to follow my orders—or have you forgotten what you swore to father?” I said with a smug smile.
She clicked her tongue and, without a word, stormed out of the limousine, clearly pissed off.
I patiently waited for her, scrolling through memes on my phone.
I was on an app called DimDim—basically Twitter, Instagram, and TikTok all in one.
It was perfect for wasting time.
I scrolled until my own handsome face popped up on the screen: one knee on the ground, one hand outstretched, reaching for a beautiful navy-blue ring.
Yes, I was proposing, and the person I was proposing to was none other than Morena River Levithan, the second princess of the Levithan Kingdom and my crush for as long as I can remember.
She had dark blue hair and navy blue eyes that looked more black than blue; she was dressed in a black dress that was modest enough for a princess.
And her face could only be described as extraordinary.
Not only was I proposing to her, but I did it in the middle of the upcoming first-year nobles’ banquet.
The cringe still gave me goosebumps whenever I remembered it—and the humiliation didn’t even end there.
After she kindly turned me down, she turned around and walked away.
Then I sprinted after her and stretched out my hand while yelling out her name.
She turned around, and in that exact moment my hand made contact with her breast.
In the video, it looked like I’d assaulted the princess on purpose.
But I knew the truth—and the Dragaoth blood in me boiled with a fury I’d never felt before.
That whore Morena set me up, and it was obvious now that I’d pieced together her trick.
Right after rejecting me, she used her four-star Aspect—False Illusion—to make it look like a giant black spider was crawling up her back.
I was rightfully trying to remove it, but when I was about to, she purposefully turned around, and my hand collided with her breast.
After she slapped me so hard, I fell unconscious.
Then she broke down on the floor crying whilst others tried comforting her the best they could.
Why would she do that, you asked?
Because she was a whore, yes, a fucking attention whore.
She would do anything to keep the spotlight on herself—and once she joined Kevin’s harem, she’d stop at nothing to steal his attention too.
The fact that I was used as a pawn just for her attention made my blood boil even hotter.
I felt like a dragon whose pride had been wounded—and a dragon with wounded pride is the most dangerous kind.
“Just you wait, I’ll give you all the attention you need,” I said, grinning and chuckling like a third-rate villain plotting a doomsday heist.
I’ll make sure to give her a fate worse than death; I swear that on my life.
But just then, click.
The door to the limousine opened, and a silver-haired woman peeked inside, only to find me grinning and chuckling like a mad scientist.
Yeah, he has completely fucking lost it, Mina thought.
I suddenly noticed Mina’s emerald eyes gazing at me like I was the Joker and had just escaped my mental asylum.
I played it off and asked her, “Do you have them?” Her weirded-out expression didn’t change, but I still answered.
“She said they are right here.” I nodded.
“Bring them in.”
“Huh?”
“I said bring them in.”
“Are you really planning to do it inside the car?” she asked, her face twisted in disbelief as she covered it with her hands.
“Can you just follow simple instructions and bring them in?” She looked at me like I was the monster but still did as she was told.
She came in with ten beautiful mature women with bodies suited to seduce most men.
They were not modest in the slightest, and I could clearly see most of their bodies.
Two of them sat at the back beside me, and the others took the side seats in the limousine.
They looked around at the luxurious limousine in awe and delight, then their gaze landed on me.
Clear recognition flashed in their eyes, then understanding.
But my gaze wasn’t on them; it was on Mina, who was gripping the door handle, clearly about to bolt.
Before she could leave, I spoke up.
“Where are you going?” She looked at me confusedly.
“What?
Am I supposed to stay?” she asked sarcastically.
I looked at her like she was stupid.
“Wait, you actually want me to stay?” I nodded like she was the stupid one.
Mina’s face twisted in horror.
“No, I’m still a virgin.
I don’t want to lose it to a ravenous bastard like you,” she said, panicking.
I looked at her panicked face, annoyance clearly written in my tone, and then said.
“You’ve been acting out ever since I woke up.
Should I start whipping you again?” I asked, my face deadly serious.
Blood visibly drained from her face as she obediently sat down on the red limousine seat.
“Take us to the west side of Ormas Forest,” I demanded the driver.
It looked like I really traumatised her, huh, I mused to myself.
She’s not the type to take orders so easily; still, I don’t really think she hates me as much as at the start of the game.
I’m sure the violence got much worse after Princess Morena humiliated me in front of everyone.
So I took out all my frustration on her.
Lost in thought, I barely noticed the woman on my left pressing her breast against my arm; the scent of lavender filled my nose as another hand caressed my lap.
I snapped out of my thoughts and looked to my right to see a blonde woman smiling at me seductively.
The other woman had the same smile, her hands moving further and further up by the second.
“How do you want to start, young master?” the blonde asked, her voice dripping with seduction.
The other woman pressed a hand to my chest, trying to push me further into my seat.
“Let me do all the work, young master—just sit back and re—let go of me!
Huh?”
Both women’s faces went blank.
The blonde, thinking she’d heard wrong, started touching me all over again.
“Don’t worry, young master, we ca—”
“If you two don’t let go of me in the next five seconds, I’m going to break each of your arms,” I said, leaving no doubt that I wasn’t joking.
The women visibly panicked and quickly withdrew their hands, scooting away from me.
The whole limousine fell into a heavy silence; no one dared make another move for the rest of the journey.
“Young master, we have arrived at the location.” I nodded to the driver and stepped out.
I was standing in a parking lot, and in front of me was a vast green forest stretching endlessly in every direction.
I told the others to get out, and when they saw the forest, they immediately looked uneasy.
I couldn’t blame them; who brings ten prostitutes to a forest in the middle of the night?
Maybe a serial killer.
Well, it’s their fault for trusting strangers, I thought, shrugging inwardly.
Now I grinned, excitement bubbling up—time to claim my ticket to the Black Star position.
A/N
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