Iseult was triumphant. Her gaze on Javier was victorious as well.“Didn’t expect it, huh? Mr. Kersey, I purposely talked to you so much just now and I can guarantee that I spoke the truth. But if you dare lay a finger on me, I won’t make the call even if you assault me.“You can look forward to Grace becoming a corpse then!”Iseult was intentionally stalling for time just so she could send a message through her phone. Now that the message had been successfully sent, she did not care. She was victorious, and even Javier had fallen for her trick.Javier furrowed his brows. “You can text without looking? That’s awesome!”“It’s alright. It’s not exactly a skill,” Iseult answered.Javier nodded. “I think so too.”He flashed his screen to her after that, and she realized with a shock that there was already a message on Javier’s screen—“Save Grace.”The message had been sent several minutes earlier than Iseult’s, and she did not even know when he had sent it! She had been gloating and
There was no need to mention what Javier had done to Iseult that night, but it was worth mentioning that he did not complete the deed. After all, Iseult would only be afraid if there was fear in her heart. She would have nothing to fear once Javier forced himself on her.In reality, Javier tormented her the whole night but she did not speak a word. She was quite headstrong. Instead, Javier ended up being sexually frustrated, so he went to Lianna ultimately.That night, Lianna had a dream. She became a fairy, twirling in her colorful clothes and feeling light and delighted. The ethereal, airy comfort that consumed her was something she had never experienced in life. About every ten minutes or so, she felt like she was flying, and the pleasure of soaring higher was something she could not get enough of…When Lianna woke up the next morning, however, she felt incredibly sore and reflexively covered her groin. As she removed her hand, she found an immense amount of embarrassing fluid th
“Alright, alright, stop crying. I was out buying you breakfast. I had to queue up since 10 p.m. last night. It hasn’t been easy for me either. Stop crying and eat something first!”He had been in line since 10 p.m. last night? Who was he kidding?Iseult was getting angrier. How could Javier bully her like this? If they were on the battlefield, this would be considered provoking the captive!Javier obviously was not aware of this, as he shoved a warm bun into Iseult’s mouth. The latter’s reflex was to spit it out, but what Javier said after that made her eat it despite feeling the injustice.Javier told her, “Spit it out and I’ll make you sleep with me!”There was no way she could refuse to eat it. To be honest, though, she was also a little hungry after everything that had happened. After chewing the bun, she devoured it.Iseult then asked Javier, “Can you let me go?”Her plea was soft and sweet, but Javier’s answer remained the same. “Tell me about the Raiders.”Iseult relente
It was just meant to scare Iseult. Javier did not actually do anything.“I probably won’t make it back the whole day because I’m going to investigate the Raiders that you know so much about and I don’t. So this diaper will be your most loyal friend. Do you want it or not?”Iseult did not want it, but that meant that she could only replay what had happened last night. In Javier’s words, she would have no self-control. She could only complain to him. “How am I going to wear it if you don’t free me?!”Javier thought that the answer was obvious. “I’ll help you put it on.”He lifted Iseult’s legs to pull the diaper up, and the girl panicked. “I’m still wearing my un—I’m still wearing that. What’s the point of you pulling the diaper up like this?!”Realization seemed to strike Javier. “Oh, that’s right. Thanks for the reminder. Okay, I’ll take it off for you.”Javier was about to do it, and Iseult was already dying of embarrassment. She obviously had not meant it like that. She wanted
On the other hand, Javier had already gone to see Herschel. After Herschel’s questioning last night, the middle-aged man had no idea what had gone on. He had just seen Iseult sitting alone and tried to pick a girl up by showing off his B
Derek, who found out that Kellyanne was the chairman’s mother-in-law, hurried up to apologize on behalf of his neighbor. At the same time, he reprimanded the other woman. Even though anyone could see that Derek was doing it to save her, the timing was pretty appropriate.Javier was not going to get petty with the woman, and Kellyanne got to brag about her status as the chairman’s mother-in-law. The woman apologized to both Javier and Kellyanne ultimately and the matter came to an end.After Derek bid Javier goodbye, he left with his neighbor.“You—what were you…Sigh!”Derek did not know what to say, and the woman obviously looked exasperated.“I didn’t know he’s the chairman. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have offended him…”While Derek and the woman left, murmuring to each other, Kellyanne asked Javier, “Uh, Javier, you weren’t upset because I called you my son-in-law, right?”Javier smiled. “Why would I? It’s the truth, isn’t it?”At Javier’s answer, Kellyanne was overjoyed. She k
Javier had gone out of his way to shop at a boutique to avoid familiar faces, but he had not expected to still run into Grace. What felt more like a coincidence was that…they went to the hotel and booked a room—either because Grace was moved or thoroughly won over.What happened could not simply end in a rush, of course, especially when this was a beautiful woman like Grace.Hence, it was already past 5 p.m. when they left the hotel. Grace walked with an awkward gait but she was radiant, while Javier was the exact opposite. He had a good posture but he was not looking too great. He was completely spent.He basically had done nothing during the day except f*ck Bella and Grace. The two women were nothing less than enchantresses.In spite of this, Javier still had to get back to his task. He had not bought that underwear to hook up with Iseult.After having dinner with Grace, he took the girl back and headed for his third shopping attempt. He gave up on the mall and lingerie boutique
Javier did not regard Iseult, who was panicking. If it had been any other time, he would not have just regarded her. He would have “taken care” of her properly. However, he did not have the energy to do that right now. As soon as he threw himself on the bed, he went to sleep, hugging Iseult.The girl froze in fear, afraid that Javier would force himself on her. Five minutes later, Javier still did not have any kind of reaction. When she bumped him lightly on the shoulder, she realized the man was actually asleep. His breathing was even too, which proved that he was deeply asleep.This confused Iseult. What was Javier doing? He had been gone for a whole day, and then he had come back to sleep right away. What did he want to do? What had he been doing?Unable to figure it out, Iseult knew only one thing very well: She was not Javier’s rival. The man had more tricks up his sleeve than her, so she gave up on figuring him out since she was unable to.Javier had played her like a fool wh
As Bernadetta launched a barrage of kicks against the restaurant door, Mrs. Greene summoned 120% of her strength, holding the fort. The older woman had made a living terrorizing others with absurd accusations and downright unreasonable demands, but this time, she had met her match. Bernadetta James put the “man” in the word “woman”—in that she resorted to violence as soon as things escalated. In the end, it took both Mrs. Greene’s apology and a deal to provide Javier and Bernadetta with three days’ meals, all free of charge, to make the young woman stop. Then—“because I actually have a weakness against people sincerely appealing to my better angels,” according to Bernadetta—she amended the peace offer, changing the three days’ free meals to…a week’s worth. Back in the inn, Javier expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Bernadetta for rescuing him. “I can’t thank you enough for standing by my side when I needed it the most, Bern. But I can thank you a bit more if you refrain from using t
Mrs. Greene opened her flap and unlocked the floodgate, the spit during her tirade so profusive that she could water an old lady’s lawn. “It’s him, officers! It’s all him! He did this to his own camera just to remove himself as a suspect, but we know better than that! He’s the guy who stole my goddamn lingerie!”She turned and trained her finger on Javier. “You vile, disgusting, degenerate piece of sh*t! Ptooey!”‘Back at you! I'd rather spend the night with my left hand than with you!’ By this point in the morning, Bernadetta had arrived at work. Her heels clicked onto the floor as she sauntered toward the commotion. As soon as she heard what had transpired, she laughed, looking clearly amused. She trained her perfectly manicured finger on Javier and piled on. “Oh, it was him. I can testify to that! He stole Mrs. Greene’s bra because he is…the Lingerie Phantom Thief! By day, he is Javier Kersey. At night, he is Jo Ker, the Bra Stealer!” Javier threw his arms up in exasperation
Javier shook his head. By the time his vision was back to normal, the dog was gone. It had escaped! “What kind of hell spawned this little sh*t?!” Javier wondered to himself aloud. “Was this really an effect of the world changing? Is this an example of mutation because of the Storm? Or is there something else at play?”Baffled and unsure what to think, Javier returned to the dorm and told the residents to open the door. Inside, he found Florence huddling the frightened kids closely. She was white from fear, and yet in the presence of vulnerable kids, she had assumed the role of the protector without a second thought. “Hush, it’s alright! It was fake. Someone pulled a terrible prank and put on this white sheet and…” Javier made up a fib to explain the haunting away exactly because the truth could land him in a mental institution. No one would believe him—and for good reason too!Javier drove Florence back to the Yuzuian restaurant, where the latter’s electric scooter was. While
A resentful wail—interspersed only by sobs that sounded more like someone was being strangled—was echoing in the middle of the night while Javier and Florence could not see even a single soul out there? Animated by the power of “hell, naw!”, Florence dove into Javier’s arms for protection. Her hands were clasped firmly on either side of her head, hoping to block out the ghastly demand in her ears. Her eyes were squeezed so tightly shut that even a crowbar could not pry them open.Javier himself was just as terrified. He would have felt better if he could see the source of the voice rather than just hear a woman sobbing about getting her head back. At least he would know what he was up against! But just hearing it without any visuals at all?! Nooooope!Then, Florence hugged him in a “help-me!” sort of way. She was soft and supple—damn, that sexy figure in combination with her silky-smooth skin sure was welcoming. She was warm, and damn did she smell good! Nothing competed with fea
The dog barked in protest as it pointed its paw at Javier with the intensity of a mob before executing a monarch. The flames in its eyes were so bright that they could incinerate Javier into ashes in milliseconds. In the end, though, all that protest was for naught. Constance tied it up in the parking garage, while Javier watched in glee. Ah, sweet, sweet revenge! The stupid dog had thought it could set him up, had it? That would teach it!The look the Pomeranian shot him almost felt like a threat: ‘Just you f*cking wait, hooman!’‘Wait for what? How much can a stupid b*tch like you do to me?’ Javier scoffed in his mind. Now that the four-legged pest was gone, Javier turned back to Constance and talked about the new orphanage. As it turned out, despite the old woman’s sentiments for the building she had founded, she was a lot less obstinate and unreasonable as she might appear. “I mean, I don’t object to it completely. I know the new place is gonna be better, but…” She faltered a
Florence called half an hour later to tell him where they’d be having dinner. After leaving the inn in Bernadetta’s care, he hurried to the venue. Florence had picked a newly-opened Yuzuian restaurant. Javier had never liked Yuzuian restaurants, but since Florence had invited him, courtesy stopped him from asking the woman to change their meeting venue. He found Florence quickly enough and sat across from her. They placed their orders, and Javier began his performance: He started sighing and doing his best to look forlorn. It intrigued Florence enough to ask what was wrong, and Javier told her about his unfortunate beef with Constance that day.“It’s so unfair, man! Why would I bully a dog for no reason?” he moaned. “I’m sure Aunt Constance misunderstood. You’re a knightly, heroic, kind man! How could someone like you possibly get off on hurting a dog? I’m sure Aunt Constance was just too worried about the dog’s welfare to think things through. She didn’t mean it. I can vouch for
Herschel was dressed quite sharply today. It was the full ensemble—black leather shoes, black slacks, a white collar, and last but not least, the good old oil-slicked hair. The typical look of a high-ranking office worker, just as Javier had requested. Ordering him to get in his car, Javier asked, “You brought all the stuff I told you to?”“Yo, I would never forget the stuff my boss told me to bring. I’ve got all the preparations down pat. You can check ‘em if you don’t trust me,” Herschel replied. He fished an ID and some documents out of his leather bag. “See? All the documentation a journalist in the most important room of a news agency would have.”After a round-check and some instructions, Javier sent Herschel on his way to complete his mission. The man was strangely reluctant, though. “Boss, you told me you decided to work in that inn, right? Does that mean, you know, that you’re gonna call me ‘boss’ while you’re there?”Javier had almost forgotten he had mentioned this. It
Javier’s suspicion turned to Constance Hellman’s white Pomeranian. He turned to the director’s office and met the dog’s eyes. With its paws on the windowsill, it hoisted itself up to look out of the window. Seeing the dog cracking a lopsided grin and baring its fangs—beaming as smugly as a teacher’s pet who had managed to subdue everyone through the power of being the boss’s favorite—made it look both amusing and chilling. It would have been had the dog not caught Javier’s gaze, suddenly dropped the smile, and put on a face that seemed to be saying, ‘I’m just your average dog! Nothing to see here!’And then it feigned—yes, feigned—a yawn as its one last measure to cover up the fact that it had been laughing smugly to itself. ‘What. The. Actual. F*ck?!’ Javier thundered in his mind. ‘B*tch’s a natural actress! What’s it doing here instead of being interviewed on a talk show after becoming viral on TikTok?’In combination with Russell’s report, the incident inside the director’s of
As Javier was befuddled, Constance rushed in from outside and picked up the white Pomeranian gingerly to carefully check its injured leg.“Oh, baby, what’s the matter? Did you hurt your leg?”The white Pomeranian whined in pain and began twitching upon hearing Constance’s concerned question. This upset Constance so much that she admonished him sternly. “Mr. Kersey, I thought that you were a loving person, but I can’t help doubting your motive now.“I’m skeptical about you taking good care of the kids here when you’d even hit a cute dog!”Javier felt extremely offended. When had he hit the dog? He hurriedly explained, “Madam Hellman, I didn’t do anything!”Constance asked angrily, “You didn’t do anything? Why would it suddenly limp now and whine so pathetically? Why did it hurry over to me? Give me a reasonable explanation!”Javier was in distress as well. “How would I know? It was fine when I was carrying it just now, but it wanted to get down on the floor, so I carefully placed