Enima Stool

In a world where dragons are worshipped as gods, there are humans unfortunate enough to be tasked with breaking down and picking up their stool. Therefore, this is the story of how Nine, a Knuckle Scraper, came into possession of a phoenix egg and became the last hope of humanity.

Noah Stone an everyday guy got Transmitted into the World of Britannia, The RPG game which he brought a few minutes ago from the local store, and died holding It. He gained Deathless System as a golden finger, a system that allows him to go back in time in random checkpoints every time he dies. - The metallic taste of blood lingered on my tongue along with a kind of sourness. My hands grasped the table in front of me and my vision began darkening. "It's green Snakes poison, hard to come by and difficult to find its antidote" The guy in front of me smiled taking a small sip from an ale mug. "I had to poison your ale, I hope you forgive me, my dear partner" I cursed at him, losing balance along with vision. [ Ding! The host is respawned ] I was sitting on the stool in the tavern and in front of me was the same guy who poisoned me. "Please have toast for our new partnership" He smiled raising a mug with a gentle smile. I smirked at the ale inside my mug, rotating around. Now, now my dear partner! How should I kill you? ----- Additional tags - (Harem) (Beautiful FMLs) (Handsome mc) (Revenge) ( bloodshed) (Mc cannot die) (no mercy) ( R-18) (Smut) ---------- Note- the story will progress at a slower pace so I apologize in advance. English is not my first language, so feel free to comment about any grammatical mistakes... Ps - cover is not mine...

(*No Rape*) Bringing to you from the Series of The Queens' Trilogy; VOLUME I: A Royal Mismatch: The Trouble With Prince Charming From Royal Reject to Accidental Crown Princess: A Marriage of Convenience Gone Wrong. Every girl dreams of being born a princess, right? Not Oriana. Sitting on a little stool, waited on by hand and foot? No thanks. Freedom, adventure anything but the stifling expectations of royalty is what she craves. In fact, she'd rather be scaling the castle walls tonight than attending a stuffy soiree. Luckily, she wasn't born to be the crown princess. In fact, she is the bane of etiquette tutors and the kingdom's resident "bad egg." But fate, it seems, has a wicked sense of humor. Duty throws Oriana into a political marriage with the infamous Crown Prince Adric of Avon. A notorious playboy known for his scandalous lifestyle and disregard for courtly decorum, Adric seems like the perfect escape hatch from her suffocating expectations. Adric, on the other hand, couldn't care less who he marries. His reputation precedes him; a notorious playboy who thrives on defying expectations. But when the fiery Oriana crashes into his world of calculated indifference, sparks fly. Will this forced union ignite a royal scandal of epic proportions or blossom into an unexpected love that challenges the very foundations of their kingdom? _________ Oriana pressed her lips. "You don't want to do this. I'll hate you forever. I belong elsewhere, not here." "I guess you're mistaken, Princess. You only belong in one place; where I am. You belong to me," Adric said, moving his free hand down. He traced his fingers down Oriana's neck. ._._._._._. VOLUME II (A ROYAL MISMATCH: UNTAMED LOVE) Freya, the royal cook's daughter, loves to read and hide from the world. Her life changes when she catches the royal guard with a married woman in a scandalous act. Now, she's forced to interact with this annoying guard, who's never fallen in love before. Despite his efforts to win her over, Freya doesn't find him attractive like other women do. When they're sent to an ally kingdom as delegates, they spend time together. One day, while the guard is was pleasing other women, Freya discovers a new world she never imagined. What happens when she experiences the forbidden fruit? And is drawn to same guard she vowed never to look at. _________ "What you saw...did you enjoy it?" The young girl turned her face away, avoiding the guard's eyes, as a familiar heat built up between her legs. "Look at me...say the word...beg me to give you the release your body craves," the Royal guard commanded, his grin growing wider as he pushed her chin forward with his large palm. "Why should I?" she replied, her voice firm. "It's men who beg women, not the other way around." The guard chuckled, shaking his head. "Not in your case, I offered it to you the first time and your rejected...if you want it now, you'll have to earn it." Other works of this author; 1. Kitanna from the series of Queens'Trilogy. 2. The Hitman's Sunshine. 3. Cursed Bride of The Damned Vampire King

Amy, a young doctor met an accident while going to work and seeing her death too close, closed her eyes only to open it again in a fully different scenario. "Where am I? Shouldn't I be dead? What happened?" When no one responded to her, she got up to find herself on a wooden bed, she glanced all over the room to find a low-level table with stools, and a screen decorative, and then she looked at herself and thought she was not wearing this....... This whole novel is based on Amy and her life after she reincarnated into this whole new world Why did God give her a second chance? Is it because He pitied the way she died or is there something that she didn't know???

Qin Zheng fell in love with an insanely handsome bartender and began to court him fervently. She started with publicly announcing her love for Xie Xun, causing him to be stalked by perverts for more than a month. Then, she bought out the bar for one night to confess to him, but tripped over a stool, and splashed wine onto Xie Xun. To celebrate her pursuing Xie Xun for an entire month, she spent a hefty sum on unleashing fireworks in the entire city. Alas, a firework accidentally fell onto Xie Xue, and he was almost hospitalized from being scalded. Xie Xun asked, “Are you trying to court me… or kill me?” Qin Zheng replied, “Baby, let me explain…” When Qin Zheng finally got him, her ex-fiancé mocked, “Qin Zheng, your taste plummeted quite a bit after you left me.” Her biased grandfather raged, “You have shamed the entire Qin family. Break up with that pretty boy at once!” Qin Zheng retorted, “It’s my life and I have authority over it. You have no right to tell me what to do!” She was Qin Corporation’s successor and the Qin family’s current matriarch. She was even a demon lord in the business industry, so who could tell her what to and what not to do? However… the pretty boy Xie Xun’s multiple identities were exposed, and one of them was being the world’s wealthiest and most mysterious bachelor. Qin Zheng exclaimed, “Oh no, I’ve been tricked.” She packed up her luggage overnight and got ready to leave, but Xie Xun blocked her way. The man’s gaze was dark and ominous. “Zheng Zheng, you provoked me first…” Qin Zheng backed away, feeling guilty. “Uhm… I don’t like powerful men, so we’re not compatible.” Xie Xun coaxed her, saying, “Then I’ll transfer all my assets to you, and be your personal bartender for life. How does that sound?” Qin Zheng stuttered, “O-okay…” Who could possibly say no to that?!

The story takes place in a strange world In which modernity meets mythology; As it contains all the eastern, western, southern and northern mythologies and civilizations, and despite the beauty of this world, it is not safe or quiet because of supernatural monsters, whether they are from myths or beyond . How does humanity contend with these abominations and is there any way to survive and thrive in this dire world?

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”

The morning of his ex-girlfriend's birthday, Jack woke up feeling empty. He had been dreading this day for weeks, knowing that it would bring back memories of their time together. He got up and went to the store, trying to distract himself with work. As he opened the store, Jack noticed that it was unusually quiet. There were no customers in sight, and he started to worry about his sales. He had been struggling to make a profit for weeks, and he knew he couldn't afford to lose any more money. As the day went on, Jack's mood grew darker. He checked his phone several times, hoping to find a message from his ex-girlfriend, but there was nothing. He felt like he was alone in the world, with no one to talk to or share his pain. As the store closed in the evening, Jack felt like he had hit rock bottom. He sat on a stool behind the counter, staring at the empty shelves and feeling sorry for himself. He wondered if he had made a mistake by dropping out of school and starting the store. Maybe he should have stayed in school and pursued his dreams. Just as Jack was about to give up, he heard a voice in his mind. It was a strange voice, unlike anything he had ever heard before. The voice told him that he had just acquired a new system that would change his life. It was a rebate system that gave him a rebate of 1 to 1000 times for each item he sold. At first, Jack thought it was a joke. He looked around the store, trying to find the source of the voice. But there was no one there except him. He decided to give it a try and sold a few items with the rebate. To his surprise, people started coming into the store, attracted by the great deals he was offering. As the night went on, Jack's sales skyrocketed. He couldn't believe his luck. He had gone from feeling depressed and alone to feeling hopeful and optimistic. He knew that this was his chance to turn his store into a success. As he closed the store and counted his profits, Jack realized that he had found a new purpose in life. He no longer needed his ex-girlfriend or anyone else to make him feel happy. He had discovered a new way to make a living, and he was determined to make the most of it.

Forty-three years old Argyle MacMillan is a hardened criminal with nothing to his name except his daughter whom his girlfriend took far away, and his criminal records for the past seventeen years. He spent most of his time in jail and carried on with the act of thievery each time he gets released. "One last straw, Argyle, and you'll spend the rest of your life in jail." He didn't take this warning to heart after his release and went out to steal on that same night with his gang. He got shot severally by security guards, died, and found himself in the body of a white-haired twenty-one-year-old barbarian prince, dressed in animal skin and carried on top of a four-legged wooden stool by servants. He was taken into the midst of a thousand savages, chanting "Marcello!" Worse, they placed him in front of the Barbarian King who beheaded three people over his excitement for his seventh son who had super powers. He called him 'Descendant from Odin' Argyle, now Prince Marcello who was fear-driven and didn't know what the hell was going on, was asked to exhibit his powers since he was the first of their kind to have magical powers. "Fuck all ya!" He yelled, giving the Barbarian King his middle finger, and they laughed and cheered at this, thinking it was some sort of magical language. Shifting his gaze to some savages eating fly-perched bloodied meat, his stomach churned. "I wanna go home!" He wailed and immediately a fire arrow from afar got shot into his chest and there was an uproar from the crowd. Turned out they were being attacked by their enemies and they broke out into a war. Prince Marcello took out the arrow from his burning and wounded chest, only to find himself healed within seconds. His eyes widened in absolute unbelief but he knew he had no time to waste, he needed to head back home, so he tried to escape because he wanted to be as far away from them as possible until he saw himself flying in the air with giant wings. Frightened to the bone, he tried to stop it and accidentally crashed into a moving vehicle on the road, damaging it in the process. "Thankfully, it ain't ancient time." He murmured under his breath as he maintained eye contact with the tour journalists who stared back at him with raised eyes and gaped mouths. They took him to civilization and after visiting his grave and crying for some time over his death, he was left with two alternatives. Start afresh as Marcello or return to the previous life of his old body. But he could pick neither of the two because weird things always happened and he found himself in the midst of it all, recusing lives and helping people instead of stealing. Worse, the national security team was after him after figuring out he had super powers.

there was a time when i was in teen age i am reading in o level the age is very aggressive and full of passion, i was living in a forest house my father was there ding job as a watchman, my father was posting there recently from another district, i am new in that society i am going out side home and looking some one witch can help me to introduce with others age fellows of the locality, i am wondering here and there but useless, suddenly i saw a play ground where girls and boys are playing i thought that now i will be noticed i go there and waiting for some one will come and shake hand with me but its my dream there every body is looking me like alien just they are looking and frighten with me like devil,any how i am there new person in that locality so they are true in sense of looking me, when a lot of time passed and nobody noticed me i imagine that might be i am alien, i was sitting on stool near the pound which was located across the ground when suddenly one girl came to near me and say loudly hoooooo like screem i am sitting there in my dream i fell in the pound after listen the roar, luckely water was not so deep i was swimed there badly and looked that giral who make this thing, she is frigtened to look me and ran away, i came out and go home very neext morning my father make admission of me in locality school, i am very happy to thought about new school and new friends will be there, and all the procedure was complete and the day came when i go to my new school,when i was entering in my class i saw a girl who was shouted on me few days before. my teacher was welcome me in the class and introduce me in the class with other students, i am feeling very happy and then teacher asked me to sit down in the chair when i sited on my chair some one pull my chair fastly and i fell down, i am feel shamed in front of class when they are looking towards me and laughing, i stand up hurry and looked who did this when i looked back i am surprised the girl was looking me and laughing,and she was already once surprised me.

WARNING : R(18+) Twenty five years old Alexa Martinez was forced by her mother to marry a man who is many years older than her. Without any option, she decided to marry him. At first life was good but as soon as she gave birth, everything changed. The man started to disrespect her in front of the kids and also cheat. Humble and naive, she tried her level best to bear up with his humiliation but her life changed the moment her best friend Bella dragged her in the club. In the club she met a devilishly handsome stranger whom she had a one night stand with. However after this one night stand she instead got "Obsessed with cheating" . MARK WATSON is aggressive and rude. He abused Alexa a lot and things got worse when she gave birth . He began to cheat and disrespect her in front of the kids but then he regretted it later when he realized it that Alexa had finally got a man who is young and richer than him . EXTRACT : " I can't stay in this bar, am married with three kids " , l reprimanded myself as I tried to think of something that I could do to stay the hell away from this temptation. " Let me get out of this club right now , this isn't right " , With my mind warning me , l instantly picked up my half filled up glass and jumped off the velvet leathered stool . " Here is the money ", l countered to the bartender then I turned on my heels to leave . However as I was about to walk away , out of the sudden the stranger halted up my movements by holding up my hand . " Don't go stay , do you mind if we have a drink together " , " l'm sorry that isn't going to happen , this isn't me , l don't do this , l never do this " , l murmured quickly with my heart beating harder. This was all honestly new to me and having his grip on my hand was making me to think the worst .

In the City of Sin, there is a very strange restaurant. In this restaurant, the elves and dwarves must share a table, the orcs are strangely quiet (instead of being rowdy), dragons are only welcomed on the small square in front of the restaurant, and the demons must bring their own stool. But this strange restaurant with their strange rules continuously attracts a long queue of customers. “This place serves the best food! The chef of this restaurant is a genius!” Some of the guests in the restaurant left glowing reviews. But these guests have a word of warning for other guests, “And, no matter what you do, you should not attempt to kidnap the boss or try to ‘eat and run’, or you will die.” A cute lovely girl near the door, and demanded in her small voice, “You have eaten the food, now pay up, or I will beat you to death.” The five-meter tall dragon suddenly felt a chill running up its spine. https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSenW1pS8/

“Ah-Li.” Only she. Only she dared call him in such an intimate manner. To his other women, to the Empress Consort herself, he was His Majesty, the Xinlong Emperor. The Empress Dowager, in an upsurge of tenderness, might have called him Your Highness, in remembrance of the days when he had been but a fourth Prince. But she, she would always trample his dignity underfoot. She, she would always flaunt her dominance in the Inner Palace. “Ah-Li, always remember the source from which you drink.” A cold shiver ran down his spine. She knew. He had come to ring the death knell for her. As he had rung it for so many before her. For his own flesh and blood. She knew. He hovered over her outstretched silhouette, looking down on her. Desire whipped his mind, fear grabbed him around the throat, making it ever so difficult for him to swallow the saliva that was accumulating in his mouth. Before he could even extend a hand, he felt a palm squarely setting against his abdomen. Pushing at it without ceremony. “It is Imperial Concubine Qin’s great honor to be attending His Majesty, the Emperor, in his chambers tonight. He better take his leave not to make her wait. This humble court lady is tired and wishes to rest.” ¤¤¤ Those Hūna brutes had been stricken dumb. They pillaged, they raped, they tortured, they killed. However, never had they seen a woman, a Hua woman at that, calmly coming out of a tent after having been stripped naked. Her spine straight, her chin kicked up high, her eyes glistening with contempt, she treaded forward. They took a step back as if they had seen an evil spirit. Deep laughter broke through the reigning silence. Right in front of her was he. Seated on a stool at the head of this little congregation, wiping the blade of his sword clean. The man whose eyes were like mother-of-pearl. Heyan Yu. She advanced towards him with all the confidence in the world. As if she were not about to be violated by a group of sordid barbarians. As if she were still the grand Noble Imperial Consort Huihuang. He observed her with those eyes she admired jealously. His smile was as full of contempt as was her posture. When she finally came to him, the expanse of her white skin blocking anything else from his view, he lifted his head. His voice was deep and reverberated through her whole body. “What does the beauty want from this humble one?” That is when her palm made contact with his face. Igniting a fire that would not be extinguished in their lifetimes. Stupidity deserved punishment. Heyan Yu truly was young. So young he had fallen into Ah-Li’s more than obvious trap. But she would set everything to right. His face contorted in shocked anger as his men let a horrified gasp escape them. Everyone who was the least familiar with his character would have known at that moment that blood would flow. But that Hua wretch simply turned around, her jet black hair twisting about her calves, and asked in a sing-song voice: “Well, who wishes to go first?” ------------------------------------------------------------------- [The magnificent cover was made by none other than the very talented, the all-conquering, the supreme Jenjibread. Check out her story "Crocodile Tears", I guarantee you will like it.]

There was a person names Nari, she was just a regular person living her highschool life but she absolutely loves reading about fantasy. But sadly she died to over exhaustion in her school works but she was reincarnated to another world The new world was full of magic and swords just like what she read, she was excited to live her new life. But what's this? She was reincarnated as a frog? Well that won't stop her from living her new fantasy life to the fullest. So Nari starts her journey to learn all types of magic in this new found world she was reincarnated into, what will happen next? Continue reading to find out! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Disclaimer: The Cover for this Novel is mine, it was made by AinsT1ck

People make mistakes, and they have regrets. Most people want to go back in time and change something, but they all think that that's not possible. But what if it wasn't? What if Nate, a 23 year old failing-at-life grad student, could?

In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant. Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools… But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day. Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango… "There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death." "Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

"Am I not normal?" "Abnormal!" "What's abnormal about me?" "Where are you normal? Who else would eat lamb spine and report the owner for using sheep with congenital spinal deformities?" "Who else would drink a coffee and insist on explaining what tarry stools are?" "Where's there a medical student who has won a national science and technology first prize?" "Where's there a student who makes professors serve them tea and water?" "Where's there a resident doctor who's scolded the chief so harshly they're drenched in dog's blood?!" "Where's there a doctor..." "Tell me... where are you normal?!" Chen Gong fell silent for a moment, looking at the other person, "To live, one doesn't need to be too normal!" ... Rather than mentally exhausting oneself, it's better to drive others crazy. Just as the saying goes, to live, one doesn't need to be too normal! Similarly, to be a doctor, one definitely doesn't need to be too normal!

Their is a step stool like no other. The main character john went and bought it cause it was cheap. This was a mistake as this step stool has lead him on the journey of his life.

Be mine, and the world would be ours, those were the words that she couldn't forget, those were the words who stool her peace, if only she could take that hand .

The world is still looking for the Alexander the Great body. In other hand there is man that the women he love died before he told her that he loves her and want to spend his life with her. He tried to make a time - machine but he has no money, so he asked the government for help but they stool his idea to find where the Alexander body as they sent a girl to help them but Alex fell in love with her! Will each one of them reach their aim?

Xumba, an over-ambitious and ruthless prince, is denied his rightful place as heir to the Karichota Chief Stool by his father, who deems him too savage to lead. When nature grants his father's wish for a new heir, Xumba strikes a deal with the goddess of Karichota and together they vanish. Banished from the realm of the gods, Xumba and the goddess unleash their anger on Karichota, leaving only destruction in their wake. Years later, Xumba finds himself reborn in 1999, with no memory of his former life except the fire of immortality. But the goddess, obsessed with holding on to him, tracks him down and claims him once again. Together with his family and the love of his life, Melissa, Xumba must travel back in time to banish the goddess for good and right the wrongs of his past.

For centuries humans had fight wars for many different reasons. In the early years of their existence, they fought wars over littlest of foods. When they got a little more sophisticated. They wars fought over things like land, religion, way of life etc. They even fought war over stupid's things like a pig, a stool, Jenkins and other stupid's things. From the dawn of time, they fought. Can you really blame Wolfe when he let his humanity. When he sent the galaxy into war. At least he fights over something that matter. At least he was fighting for his love.

Welcome to Francine’s! A hole in the wall bar down a dark ally of little known island off the coast of Sardinia. Francine owns the place and you can find her behind the bar every night. She’s a friendly, but tough old woman whose 80 some years have brought her from a small town in Belgium to Italy. Her bar is packed with museum like artifacts and the oldest bottles of hooch you’ve ever seen, and she’s always quick with a story to tell why she make you her famous Bloody Mary. Pull up a stool.

A young adult wants to attempt suicide because he thinks his life is turning into a failure. Though he doesn't want to admit that he is becoming a failure who lives alone in a shabby third rate rented apartment. He is jobless and struggling to pay for his bills. He has a long messy hair, ungroomed beard and mustache, poor hygiene, and poor lifestyle he looks like a homeless man who's scavenging foods in garbage bins. The laptop he received from his parents when he entered college is the one and only treasure that he protects the most. It contains his life long dreams and goals in life but it also gave up and left him. It's his last straw of hope and it breaks. Without any reason to live, he decided to suicide. He wrote his last words and decided to post it in social media. He went to an Internet cafe near the apartment he's living to access the Internet and post his last words. He wrote his last words and scheduled the post at exactly 6pm. A couple of hours after his suicide so that no rescuers will be able stop him on time. Now he's out of the Internet cafe and he's on his way to his final moments. He felt that his every step gets heavier and all the memories from his childhood flashes one after another. He entered his room, he gets a stool and a blanket. He tied the blanket on one of the lumber from the ceiling near the door. He climbed the stool and he put his head inside a knot in the blanket and then he... He failed again. He's suicide attempt failed but something new opened up for him. An Opportunity from A Top Secret Organization. (Author's Note: Idecided na Tagalog nalang po yung story this time! Hope y'all like it!)

"When you see Storm Salad Bar from outside, you might say "What a cozy place, let's have a drink here!" However, let me warn you before you enter, there are only hired killers inside. If you had the courage to enter, you would witness this: a 22-year-old man wearing a fedora and trench coat sitting on a bar stool. Yes, he is a hired killer, and he has his favorite drink, strawberry milk, in his hand. And what about his platonic love, the city's most notorious hired killer? As usual, while sipping his strawberry milk, it is Hakan Zahir's duty to protect his beloved woman from the city's other killers."

⚠️ WARNING!⚠️ This book contains mature contents,vulgar words,violence,toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers. ---- He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan."You sure you don't want this?Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words", She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth."I hate you,murderer", His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her."Say it again", She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly,as pathetic as it may sound.She gritted her teeth again and let out."I said I hate you,murderer!I wish you would just die and-ahh!",She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there."What are-ahh!",She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass. "Count!",He growled.