Read this novel at subscribestar.adult/fallenhead Illustrations Posted on subscribestar Read Exclusive subscribestar at subscribestar.adult/fallenhead Chapter 5 Part 3 Sex‑Slave Bitches After some absurd “club rules” spiel, the masked “black king” ended with a few sentences that seared themselves into my mind.
“This king’s goal in Handong is to train a few sex‑slave bitches of my own.” I snorted at the time, assuming it was just sleazy marketing.
Once the screen cut back to normal, I turned to Derek.
“Done?
Let’s go.” “Yeah.” He closed the window, looking a bit disappointed.
“I thought there’d be something more explicit.
Just talk, no action.
Boring.
The thing I most wanted to see never showed up.” “What did you want to see?” I regret asking that question to this day.
His eyes gleamed with mischief.
“I heard in the group chat that this Black King is one of their top ‘trainers’ in the U.S.
headquarters.
Word is he found some ‘treasure’ in our Handong branch training it into a device for playing with women.
I was really curious what that was.” “People said he’d hinted that the ‘toy’ was almost finished, so I thought we’d get a preview tonight.
Guess I got my hopes up for nothing.” I stepped away from him in disgust.
“You’re this invested in a porn site?” “It’s curiosity.
You wouldn’t understand.” He scoffed.
“And don’t give me that holier‑than‑thou look.
As if you’re some pure saint.” “Tell you what, I know a bar with top‑tier girls ” I shook his hand off my shoulder and straightened.
“If it’s just the two of us, fine.
If you bring anyone else, I’m out.” He rolled his eyes.
“I don’t know why I bother being friends with a boy scout like you.” “Fine, fine, no girls.
I’m bored of random bar girls anyway.
But I do need a favor.” He lifted his hands in surrender at my wary expression.
“Relax, nothing crazy, and I’m not asking you to fool around.
That Spade Club has a new rule: whenever an old member brings in a new member who charges up to the diamond tier, he gets a two‑hundred‑thousand discount.” “You sign up as a member, charge one million to go diamond, and help your brother save a little money, what do you say?” I rolled my eyes.
“You really do know how to pinch pennies when it suits you.” “You helping or not?” “I’ll just transfer you two hundred thousand directly.” “Not the same.
If you sign up, I can raise my membership tier.
Come on, help your brother out.” I thought of the favor he’d promised me about Nick.
This was a cheap way to repay him.
I didn’t think too deeply.
“Alright.
I’ll help.” He grinned and held out his hand.
“Phone.” The moment I placed my phone in his palm, a new app appeared on my screen, its icon a simple black spade.
Back then, I had no idea that this one casual move would set off an irreversible butterfly effect.
By the time I staggered home reeking of alcohol, it was after two in the morning.
I slipped off my shoes and tried to sneak toward the guest bathroom to shower before sliding into bed.
Just as I hung my clothes on the rack, the lights snapped on.
Diana stood in a white camisole nightdress, arms folded, her pretty face frosty.
She glanced at me once.
“I’ll go heat some hangover soup.
Shower, then drink it.” Watching her walk into the kitchen, anger still in her steps but worry in her actions, my chest warmed.
I smiled and headed for the bathroom.
That night, I remember falling asleep with my arms around her, sleeping deeply.
The next morning, she woke me with breakfast already made.
We ate, then headed to the hospital together.
Seeing Father‑in‑law awake eased both of our hearts.
Helen, exhausted from a sleepless night at his bedside, looked drained.
I glanced around the room, displeased.
“Where’s Nick?” “He said he had an important interview this morning.
I told him to go home and rest last night.” She’d rather exhaust herself than ask her big, strong foster son to lift a finger.
Writing this now, I can only shake my head again.
That damned black devil really did play his part well.
At the time, when I saw a flush rise on her delicate, Cate Blanchett like round face and her voluptuous body give a tiny shiver at the mention of Nick, I didn’t think much of it.
I assumed she was simply tired.
Only later, after seeing that video, did I understand that on his very first day back in China, Nick had already laid his hands on my Mother‑in‑law.
A pampered society lady, gentle by nature, she had no idea how to fend off his persistent advances.
What happened afterward… I shake my head, forcing myself back to that day.
“He sure had the nerve to go home.” I curled my lip.
Just as I was about to say more, my wife’s phone rang.
She listened for a few seconds, then gave me a look.
We stepped out into the corridor.
“The Nanqiao project’s bid documents have another issue.
I have to get back to the group.
Don’t tell Dad yet.” “Want me to come with you?” “No.
Someone has to stay here.
I’ll take Mom back.” I nodded helplessly and watched her hurry away with Mother‑in‑law in tow.
I was still trying to figure out where things had gone wrong when a soft, lilting voice sounded behind me.
“Wesley, long time no see.” I froze, then slowly turned.
Wendy Mu.
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