A tall young woman with shoulder-length purple hair, dressed in a slim white blazer over a black V-neck top, checked her smartwatch while holding a bouquet of flowers.
Two bodyguards with several bags stood beside her in front of a large building.
She glanced to her right, anticipating a black Car.
A watchman quickly opened the car door as a lady accompanied by her bodyguards approached, and they all bowed in respect.
"Hmmm" Alex hummed as he stepped out, one hand in his pocket, admiring the purple-haired lady.
He moved closer, discreetly assessing her stats using his skills.
Name: Fizz
Age: 22
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Mana: D
Charm: 93
Fate: 461
Status: Secretary to President Alex
Element: Thunder lvl 5 (93%)
Constitution: Thunder Elemental Body
Like: 85
Respect: 96
Fear: 80
Lust: 10 (max 100)
Tendency: Surprised
Likability: Care
Fetish: asphyxiation, Smell, Spanking
Alex observed Fizz standing among the others, her expression stunned.
'What a pure beauty, 85? well' he thought, captivated by her innocent eyes.
He reached out, resting his hand on her head.
"What happened? Are you okay?" he asked, petting her.
Fizz snapped back to reality after being overwhelmed by his handsomeness and she didn't mind his touch.
To Fizz, Alex was more than a master.
he had rescued her from a life of destitution as a six year old child, while begging for scraps, he had appeared like a guardian angel, providing food, shelter, education, and guidance.
"Yes," she replied, suppressing her emotions as she relished his petting.
"You bought everything?" he inquired, noticing the bags.
"Yes," she answered, her face emotionless due to training.
"Where is your madam?" he asked.
"She is in her office," Fizz replied.
"Let's go," he said, and they all proceeded to the building, where everyone bowed in respect.
Fizz rushed to the elevator, pressing the button and waiting for Alex.
The bodyguards took the second elevator.
Inside, she stood by the buttons for Alex.
As he approached, she turned, only to feel him pressing against her back.
Their faces were mere centimeters apart, his breath grazing her skin.
"You are quite ripped now," he remarked, caressing her cheek.
He kissed her forehead, stepping back as memories of her past advances surfaced.
Alex had always denied her affection, reserving her for his son.
That old guy was senile, She seduced him with every ounce of technique 'Well at least he was loyal, I should respect him for that'
'She is mine now; that dense son doesn't deserve her.' Alex thought
Fizz blushed, touching her forehead, lost in her thoughts. 'Wh-what just happened?'
as they were in their own world, making Noddles out of their thoughts, the elevator door opened, and Alex stepped out.
Fizz snapped back to reality, followed him.
{Ding! Target Fizz Like +2}
{Ding! Target Fizz Lust +10}
The bodyguards emerged from another elevator carrying bags.
Alex stopped in front of a white glass door, watching Fizz as she approached to knock and then entered.
Inside, a woman with wide eyes smiled.
"Oh, what a surprise," she beamed at her husband, as Alex rarely visited her company.
She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, with a mature yet innocent face, shiny black hair, and gorgeous eyes, resembling a fairy with perfect curves.
Despite having seen her in the morning, Alex couldn't ignore the fact that the woman before him was his wife.
Name: Cellia Nexon
Age: 38
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Mana: E
Charm: 95 (max 100)
Fate: 1369
Status: Wife, Mother, President of Fair Cloud Company
Element: Ice lvl 4 (86%)
Constitution: Yin Physique
Like: 69
Respect: 70
Fear: 75
Lust: 16 (max 100)
Tendency: Cheerful
Likability: A guy who love her with his life
Fetish: Hardcore, Dirty talk
'even her fate is high? What in the world is happening here?' Alex gently placed a bouquet in her hand and caressed her cheek as she gazed at him, Captivated by his handsome appearance.
"Come inside," he instructed as the bodyguards entered.
"White dress," he gestured to her.
Fizz appeared before him "Yes" she replied.
Quickly retrieving a soft white dress from her bag and handing it to him.
"Put this on. Fizz, help her with her makeup," he said, giving Cellia the dress before stepping out with the bodyguards, who set their bags on the table.
Cellia watched him leave, her eyes questioning Fizz as if to ask, 'What is happening?'
"Please wear this dress, ma'am. Master is waiting for you," Fizz urged, gently guiding Cellia to a seat at the table.
Fizz unpacked the makeup kit, wig, and other essentials.
Cellia held the beautiful dress, feeling emotional as it was her first gift from Alex since their marriage.
Fizz stood in front of Cellia, holding her hand gently.
"Please hurry, ma'am. Today will be the most beautiful day of your life," she encouraged, prompting Cellia to stand.
Cellia didn't mind; Fizz was like a daughter and a supportive friend.
Cellia rose and began to remove her dress.
As the soft fabric slid from her shoulders, she caught a glimpse of herself in the floor-length mirror.
Anticipation ignited a flutter of excitement and nerves within her.
Fizz was already selecting shades from her makeup kit to enhance Cellia's natural beauty.
"Let's make you shine, ma'am," Fizz said with a bright smile, her excitement evident in her large eyes.
"Master has something special planned for you."
Cellia nodded, trusting Fizz's experienced hands as she approached the worktable.
Fizz began applying a delicate foundation, expertly blending it into Cellia's complexion.
The soft brush and sweet scent of the makeup enveloped them like a warm embrace.
As Cellia took a deep breath, steadying herself for what awaited her outside, she discreetly glanced at the clock.
Time was ticking down, and a thrill bubbled within her as she inquired about the surprise.
"Please be patient, ma'am. I can only say that you can think of it as a beautiful date," Fizz replied.