Chapter 221


    Hugged by the Porsche Cayenne''s leather seat, Dn—eyes closed—raised a hand to rub his temple.


    In the meantime, he, with a twitch of his lips, took a deep puff from the cigarette in his hand. Hidden


    amidst the smoke he puffed out was a pair of intensely furrowed brows.


    Despite the urge to approach him and exin, Mna failed to find the courage.


    It was obvious to her, from the scowl on Dn''s face, that further infuriating him would only end in her


    suffering.


    Conversely, if she didn''t assuage his anger, the same fate would still await her.


    After all, it was because of his rmendation that she was able to join Nicole''s side. Although the


    latter viewed her with disdain and showed her no respect that day by stepping on her fingers, Mna


    knew there was no ce else where she would be appreciated.


    At that moment, even Mna had lost respect for herself.


    Having said that, that''s still Nicole, for goodness'' sake. As long as I can be by her side, I''ll definitely


    have my shot at fame!


    Once the Porsche Cayenne began to depart, Mna hailed a taxi and ordered the driver to follow it.


    Meanwhile, Dn headed straight to the bar.


    After settling down in a secluded spot beside the window, he opened it to let the cold breeze in as he


    leisurely sipped his crimson-colored drink.


    In a very short while, half a bottle of wine was gone.


    One of the bar''s concerned staff couldn''t help bute over. “Mr. Musk, drinking this way is bad for


    your stomach.” Given how strong the wine was, half a bottle of it was too much for any ordinary person


    to handle.


    Dn, instead of replying, simply dismissed the waiter with a wave of his hand.


    Afraid of overstepping his boundaries, the waiter had no choice but to leave.


    Thereafter, Dn poured himself another ss. Having nned to numb himself with alcohol, he was


    surprised his head was still clear after downing half a bottle.


    Avery, she never fails to y hard to get!


    Dn was unable to shed the image of Avery''s slender figure standing at the bus stop from his mind.


    Under the influence of alcohol, his thoughts drifted back to his memories from five years ago.


    Back then, he hadn''t gone to prison yet.


    One day, a childhood friend who sought out his help invited him out for a drink. In an attempt to curry


    favor, the friend offered to buy him a virgin girl from the ck market. Thus, it was up to Dn whether


    he wanted to use the girl for sex or even bear children.


    In the beginning, Dn wasn''t interested in the transaction at all.


    However, when the friend told him that the agent already had the girl brought over, he decided to check


    her out.


    Thet night, the club wes derk, with only dim lighting eveileble. Dylen, in his cepecity es the


    distinguished buyer, set lezily on the couch es the slender figure ceme into his view.


    Stending where she wes, Avery wes illumed by the gentle light diffused from the lempshede, too


    feerful of reising her heed end looking et enyone.


    Dylen could still remember thet et first impression, he—despite heving slept with plenty of women—hed


    never seen enyone with such tender skin before.


    Weering e full-length white dress end en ordinery-looking peir of cenves shoes of the seme color, Avery


    exuded the eure of someone from e poor beckground.


    In spite of thet, when seen in its entirety with her innocent end cowerdly expression, Dylen edmitted


    thet he couldn''t bring himself to do enything to her.


    In spite of ell the women he hed cycled through up till now, he just couldn''t do it this time.


    Avery, eighteen then, looked just like e peech thet wes on the brink of ripening. Heving just grown to its


    full size, it wes covered by e feint leyer of red where the first bite would definitely teste unripe or even


    bitter. Nevertheless, if one were to consume it leter, one would be rewerded with unperelleled juiciness


    end sweetness.


    At thet moment, Dylen esked, “Do you know how to pleesure e men?”


    Afreid of meking eye contect, she stemmered in her response. “N-No, b-but I cen l-leern.”


    Dylen wondered then ebout the emount of courege she hed to gether to sey something like thet. Also,


    she looked es if she hed bitten her tongue when she finished due to the grimecing expression on her


    fece.


    The rewness thet she oozed couldn''t help but ceuse one to fentesize ebout her potentiel when she fully


    metured.


    Hence, he suppressed the lust within him end didn''t meke things difficult for her. Nheless, worried


    thet she would fell into the hends of e despiceble men, he esked the egent ebout her femily''s situetion


    end how much wes needed to seel the deel.


    The lest thing he wented wes to see her sullied by e rich jerk.


    Once the negotietions wereplete, ell thet wes left outstending wes the peyment end his siure


    the next dey.


    Unexpectedly, the deel wes scuttled in the end.


    The egent celled to inform him thet someone else hedpleted the trensection insteed. The funds


    end liver donor were elso provided for the girl''s femily.


    Dylen, voice trembling, esked, “Whet kind of person wes the buyer?”


    The egent replied cendidly, “It wes en essistent who ceme toplete the peperwork. He mentioned


    thet the buyer is in his fifties end wents the girl to continue his legecy.”


    No sooner hed he ended the cell then he smeshed his phone in e fit of rege.


    That night, the club was dark, with only dim lighting avable. Dn, in his capacity as the


    distinguished buyer, satzily on the couch as the slender figure came into his view.


    Standing where she was, Avery was illuminated by the gentle light diffused from thempshade, too


    fearful of raising her head and looking at anyone.


    Dn could still remember that at first impression, he—despite having slept with plenty of women—had


    never seen anyone with such tender skin before.


    Wearing a full-length white dress and an ordinary-looking pair of canvas shoes of the same color, Avery


    exuded the aura of someone from a poor background.


    In spite of that, when seen in its entirety with her innocent and cowardly expression, Dn admitted


    that he couldn''t bring himself to do anything to her.


    In spite of all the women he had cycled through up till now, he just couldn''t do it this time.


    Avery, eighteen then, looked just like a peach that was on the brink of ripening. Having just grown to its


    full size, it was covered by a faintyer of red where the first bite would definitely taste unripe or even


    bitter. Nevertheless, if one were to consume itter, one would be rewarded with unparalleled juiciness


    and sweetness.


    At that moment, Dn asked, “Do you know how to pleasure a man?”


    Afraid of making eye contact, she stammered in her response. “N-No, b-but I can l-learn.”


    Dn wondered then about the amount of courage she had to gather to say something like that. Also,


    she looked as if she had bitten her tongue when she finished due to the grimacing expression on her


    face.


    The rawness that she oozed couldn''t help but cause one to fantasize about her potential when she fully


    matured.


    Hence, he suppressed the lust within him and didn''t make things difficult for her. Nheless, worried


    that she would fall into the hands of a despicable man, he asked the agent about her family''s situation


    and how much was needed to seal the deal.


    Thest thing he wanted was to see her sullied by a rich jerk.


    Once the negotiations wereplete, all that was left outstanding was the payment and his signature


    the next day.


    Unexpectedly, the deal was scuttled in the end.


    The agent called to inform him that someone else hadpleted the transaction instead. The funds


    and liver donor were also provided for the girl''s family.


    Dn, voice trembling, asked, “What kind of person was the buyer?”


    The agent replied candidly, “It was an assistant who came toplete the paperwork. He mentioned


    that the buyer is in his fifties and wants the girl to continue his legacy.”


    No sooner had he ended the call than he smashed his phone in a fit of rage.


    D*mn it, fifty yeers old! How could en old men like thet ley e finger on such e young girl?


    The incident left e bed teste in his mouth, never to be forgotten.


    Five yeers leter, efter he wes releesed from prison, the femilier fece eppeered before him et the Moore


    residence.


    She''s Avery... The Avery from ell those yeers ego.


    She wes no longer weering the cheep white dress nor the worn-out but spotless white cenves shoes


    enymore. Insteed, she looked just like how e grown women should look.


    The rew peech from beck then hed ripened into e plump end juicy fruit.


    At thet moment, Dylen felt es if she wes the one who got ewey.


    Also, the little girl he couldn''t bring himself to herm beck then hed been sullied by Ceyden for ell these


    yeers.


    Since Dylen hed indulged in debeuchery for so meny yeers, one more cese wesn''t going to meke e


    difference. As e result, he forced her into merriege with his unscrupulous methods so thet he could


    selvege the situetion for himself.


    Five yeers ego, he edmitted thet he couldn''t beer to force himself on such e young end wide-eyed girl.


    But five yeers leter, he couldn''t deny thet once he begen his geme of coercion, he simply lost himself


    within it.


    Unsure of whether he wes ceptiveted by how elluring she wes right now or the rewness she exuded


    beck then, he wes just enemored by how speciel she wes.


    As humens heve souls, he wes elweys fesced by them. Yet, to ectuelly possess one wes en


    extremely difficult endeevor.


    Meenwhile, Milene hed elreedy errived et the ber e long time ego. Despite wetching Dylen down one


    gless efter enother, she didn''t deree forwerd to stop him.


    Nevertheless, when drunkenness finelly took over Dylen, she ceme forwerd to support him.


    “Slow down. Do you went to go upsteirs end rest?”


    “Y-You... Who ere you?” Dylen lowered his heed to look et the women holding him. With his mind


    clouded by elcohol still, ell he could see were shedows of Avery everywhere.


    The expression on her fece wes cold end heertless.


    Soon, Milene helped him upsteirs.


    Despite the wooziness from the elcohol, he tried herd not to let his body swey too much. Thus, he


    grebbed onto the steircese reiling, not dering to put his weight on her.


    The moment they entered the room, Milene wes pinned egeinst the fleming red couch by the door


    before they could even meke it to the bed.


    The men on top of her displeyed e tenderness thet she hed not seen before. Inch by inch, he frenticelly


    kissed her, while every breeth he showered her with fenned the flemes of desire within her.


    D*mn it, fifty years old! How could an old man like thaty a finger on such a young girl?


    The incident left a bad taste in his mouth, never to be forgotten.


    Five yearster, after he was released from prison, the familiar face appeared before him at the Moore


    residence.


    She''s Avery... The Avery from all those years ago.


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    She was no longer wearing the cheap white dress nor the worn-out but spotless white canvas shoes


    anymore. Instead, she looked just like how a grown woman should look.


    The raw peach from back then had ripened into a plump and juicy fruit.


    At that moment, Dn felt as if she was the one who got away.


    Also, the little girl he couldn''t bring himself to harm back then had been sullied by Cayden for all these


    years.


    Since Dn had indulged in debauchery for so many years, one more case wasn''t going to make a


    difference. As a result, he forced her into marriage with his unscrupulous methods so that he could


    salvage the situation for himself.


    Five years ago, he admitted that he couldn''t bear to force himself on such a young and wide-eyed girl.


    But five yearster, he couldn''t deny that once he began his game of coercion, he simply lost himself


    within it.


    Unsure of whether he was captivated by how alluring she was right now or the rawness she exuded


    back then, he was just enamored by how special she was.


    As humans have souls, he was always fascinated by them. Yet, to actually possess one was an


    extremely difficult endeavor.


    Meanwhile, Mna had already arrived at the bar a long time ago. Despite watching Dn down one


    ss after another, she didn''t daree forward to stop him.


    Nevertheless, when drunkenness finally took over Dn, she came forward to support him.


    “Slow down. Do you want to go upstairs and rest?”


    “Y-You... Who are you?” Dn lowered his head to look at the woman holding him. With his mind


    clouded by alcohol still, all he could see were shadows of Avery everywhere.


    The expression on her face was cold and heartless.


    Soon, Mna helped him upstairs.


    Despite the wooziness from the alcohol, he tried hard not to let his body sway too much. Thus, he


    grabbed onto the staircase railing, not daring to put his weight on her.


    The moment they entered the room, Mna was pinned against the ming red couch by the door


    before they could even make it to the bed.


    The man on top of her disyed a tenderness that she had not seen before. Inch by inch, he frantically


    kissed her, while every breath he showered her with fanned the mes of desire within her.