In a cinema hall, Alex sat with his wife on his lap, while Fizz, his secretary, occupied the seat beside them.
The trio enjoyed their time together, eating, laughing, and watching movies to their heart's content.
For Alex, this was one of the best days of his life.
He felt content and filled with anticipation, eager to see what this new life had to offer. As they left the hall, Alex walked side by side with his wife and secretary, each of them holding one of his hands.
By the time they exited, evening had already set in. Alex sat in the passenger seat of the car with his wife, Cellia, on his lap.
She felt butterflies in her stomach, finding the situation incredibly romantic. Meanwhile, Fizz was at the wheel, driving them to their next destination.
After about 14 minutes, the car stopped at a hotel with magnificent architecture.
Cellia's gaze lingered on Alex; she had become completely dependent on him.
Since leaving the office, she had leaned on him for everything. To her, he was now her guide and protector.
Whether he wanted to take her out or cuddle her, she was entirely at his mercy.
Noticing her gaze, Alex picked her up in a princess carry.
He carefully set her down after stepping out of the car, then took her soft hand and moved toward the hotel with Fizz beside him, holding the bag.
As they entered, many waitresses stood with flowers on golden plates, bowing their heads and scattering rare petals at their feet as Alex led his party inside.
Fizz quickly approached the counter and presented a VIP golden pass. The attendant, bowing respectfully, handed them two keys along with two additional golden passes.
She then called two lady workers to guide them to their room.
The room was spacious, featuring large windows and a big theater TV with three sofas arranged in the center.
Fizz placed the bag and golden pass on one of the sofas, bowed her head, and quietly left the room, closing the door behind her.
Now, only Alex and Cellia remained inside.
"Do you want to eat something?" Alex asked.
Cellia, her long black hair flowing, shook her head. In response, Alex caressed her cheek, a soothing smile on his face.
He then walked over to the sofa, grabbed the bag, and handed it to her, placing the golden pass in his pocket.
"Go, change your clothes—or do you want me to come with you?" he teased, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
"Hmph" Cellia took the bag with an embarrassed expression and slowly made her way to the bathroom, her steps wobbly.
In the meantime, Alex checked the panel hovering above him.
Like: 82
Lust: 98
after this, he lay on the bed looking at the roof sealing.
"Wait, I think I forgot something. Well, it can wait. Hmm?" He glanced at the bathroom door, curiosity piqued.
Standing, he slowly approached the door and leaned in to listen.
"Ahn-ahnh" He smiled at the moans from inside, took out the VIP door pass, and scanned it at the verification.
When it turned green, he slowly pushed the door open to peek inside.
His breath caught as he glanced inside.
To the left, Cellia stood in front of a large mirror, admiring her figure while stretching and adjusting her vest, with her hands moving between her breasts and between her legs.
She wore sexy black lingerie and a silicone latex suit covering her arms and legs, pinching her nipple while rubbing her pussy.
Tight lingerie accentuated her ample bountiful breasts in their glory with a tight Black latex suit Showcasing her curvy bubbly ass with that said His gaze lingered on the choker around her neck.
"I need to reward Fizz for this gift," he thought, stepping forward with a hungry look.
"Ahhhh," she gasped, covering herself as she noticed Alex approaching in the mirror.
Her eyes widened in surprise as she retreated, while shielding her body.
"Oho, covering up now?" He took her hand, pulling her into his embrace. Soon, he gripped her bubbly ass as their eyes locked.
He pressed her against the cold wall, his breath grazing her face.
"Why are you covering? These look beautiful," he said, as his other hand moved to her breast, lifting it to reveal her black lingerie covering her milky white boobs.
She Looked down with her Red embarrassed face as its been so long that she forget the feeling of intimace
Alex took a big wisp of her smell as she is looking down her wet hair touching his chest.
He can hear her breath getting rough as he feels her curvy ass, Pressing and molding it however he wants.
Cellia felt his hand sinking into her boobs his warm Rod reaching her pussy.
'Hammer it when the iron is hot,' he thought as he moved on to his next plan.
"Cellia," he gently lifted her chin, gazing into her eyes with sympathy and affection.
"Before we start, I need to confess something," he said, taking a deep breath as he locked eyes with her.
"I'm sorry. I know that's not enough for all your suffering, but I want you to know you're not alone. I've watched you all these years."
"I was hard on you, and I realize how lonely you felt despite your constant love and affection. In return, I only offered you coldness and isolation." Tears welled in her eyes as his voice grew rougher.
"You must have wondered why I behaved that way, why I ignored you as your husband. Why was I so heartless? Why didn't I support you after our children's left? Why didn't I even wish you happy birthdays and anniversaries, only sending gifts instead? Why didn't I treat you as a husband should?"
"Why?" she whispered, her sorrowful voice cutting through his emotions.
He gazed at her, seeing her pain. She looked like an abandoned kitten, her eyes red from crying as she clutched his hand tightly.
"Why?" she sobbed, lowering her head.
He let her emotions flow for a moment before feeling pity and hugging her, gently petting her.
"Why?" she asked in a small voice.
"Your physique," he replied, watching as she steadied herself and grasped his shoulder, her eyes searching his for answers.
"You have a Yin Physique, a rare gift that produces high-quality yin energy. Over time, it becomes more powerful. For someone like me, it's too much for my yang qi to handle. If I tried to stabilize it, I could die from the coldness of your yin."
"Don't" she said, covering his face with her hands, shaking her head.
"Why are you covering my mouth? I've finished my sentence," he thought, looking at her.
"S-sorry," she murmured, feeling guilty about her body, unaware it could harm him.
Seeing her distress, he playfully licked her palm, causing her to pull her hand back in surprise.
"I wouldn't mind dying for you, but I didn't want to leave you lonely. That's why I sought knowledge about your physique and after discovering its nature in ancient texts. I found a cure, but it haunts me to this day." As he explained, she sensed something was off.
"If not for that fact, I would have been with you, but I couldn't leave you alone while also needing to do so," he said, looking at her.
"What fact? Please tell me,"she urged, unable to contain her curiosity.
He inhaled deeply, closing his eyes. "You'll die after reaching certain level if you don't receive pure yang before reaching it, as humans can't handle it coldness. You'll suffer a backlash from the yin you've accumulated over the years."
"That's why I couldn't leave you; I searched for someone with pure yang but found no one." His sorrowful gaze held some truth since the body's previous owner had abandoned her because he was unable to handle her sexual desires.
"Don't say that! I don't need anyone but you! I'd rather die than be with those filthy men," she cried, hugging him tightly.
{Ding! Target Cellia Like +12!}
{Ding! Target Cellia Like Reached 94 (Only one)}
'Mission accomplished,' he thought, holding her gently as his hand wandered.
"Shhh, Cellia, first hear what I'm saying," he said, pulling back to meet her emotional gaze.
"Why do you think I didn't touch or marry anyone else for 12 years? I didn't even satisfy myself," he continued his bullshit even oscar will fell ashamed of his shamlessness, revealing his fake suffering.
"You didn't? Not even once? Husband, why? There are many beautiful women who would come running if you called," she asked, guilt-ridden, believing he must have sought comfort elsewhere.
"It's because of the cure I found for you. It required me to collect and transform my semen into pure yang over 10 years. As time passed, my yang quality improved, and now, after my recent breakthrough, I've become quite handsome aswell, all thanks to calibacy and decipline" As he spoke, spouting some bulshit blah blah blah.
She looked at him in awe, realizing the extent of his sacrifice.
Note: As a man, Celibacy and discipline are the only ways through which you can attain the path to success.
"Oh and yeah, I can now Fuck you like a bitch that you are" He said with a sweet smile.
Overwhelmed with gratitude. She kissed him passionately, wanting to give herself to him completely.
Satisfy his every desire, his every need, She now wanted to satisfy him endlessly, she won't mind even if he calls her bitch, slut, dog, pet, whore anything,
She will become anything for him, she will do anything for him.
{Ding! Target Cellia Like +5!}
{Ding! Target Cellia Lust +1!}
{Ding! Target Cellia Like Reached 99 (Life and Death)}