King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer - Chapter 438 - 421: Warfire CP

Xie Tao had always believed in science until one day, a meteorite smashed into his yard, forcing him to bind to a heroic world saving script. The worst thing was that the script didn’t even follow common sense.

Others become superheros while he became a super-nanny. So in his left hand was a “Cub Encyclopedia” and in the right, a small milk bottle to feed the small cub clinging onto his leg.

Today, Xie Tao is trying his best to save the world.

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“Sex, Hot Sex, and More Hot, Unstoppable Sex! They want to ride me, squirt and make me punish them. That’s all these high-powered women in Tokyo crave. And who am I to say no when they offer it all to me with a cash reward attached to it?”Yuki Mori is a broke, 21-year-old college student on the brink of finishing his tech degree. Struggling to make ends meet, he stumbles across a high-paying job offer with flexible hours—“Private Servicing Assistant Needed.” Expecting nothing more than cleaning for a high-end fashion store, Yuki is thrilled when he lands the gig.But he couldn’t be more wrong.When Yuki meets Katashi Kurica, the stunning, 32-year-old CEO of Kurica Fashion House, he quickly learns that this isn’t just a job. Katashi is a powerful, seductive woman who doesn’t take no for an answer—and what she wants is him.Nervously, Yuki signs the contract, but it’s only when she calls him to her penthouse that the truth is revealed. “You’ll be servicing me. Not the floors.”For Yuki, a virgin with no experience in the ways of the world, the offer is shocking. But the pay is too good to refuse, and soon he finds himself caught in a web of desire, where his body becomes the price for her pleasure.As their encounters grow hotter, more intense, and undeniably addictive, Yuki discovers that this job is more than just an arrangement—it’s a journey into a world of seduction and erotic temptation. And Katashi isn’t the only one who has her eye on him. In a city where desire knows no bounds, Yuki’s life is about to change forever as he finds himself in the arms of many hottest, and most seductive MILFs of Tokyo.

They are childhood sweethearts, they are engaged under the family’s scheme, and they have to live in the same room and sleep together.

That night, she was accidentally drunk, and he kissed her in a fascinating mood,. By accident, his “crime” was finally discovered, she accused him, but he said with a smile, “You are my wife, why can’t I kiss you?”

The two people’s daily routine is full of bickering, mutual hate.

He said that he disliked her. Actually, In his heart, he was extremely caring of her. When she was close to other boys, he was so jealous that he wants to tie her to his side and become exclusively his.

They call him Ghost.A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles.To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake.To his enemies, he’s a death sentence.To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family.But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke.After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order:“That was your last mission.”Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him.But war forged more than his body and name.Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret.One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms.He’s not just a weapon.He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood.A man of many names, and many shadows.Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes.And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.