MTL - The Concubine’s Daughter Comes Around - Chapter 376 Pleased

Aoki’s resolute face was indifferent. “If the sun doesn’t shine on me, please let me be surrounded by darkness!”
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WARNING!-DARK ROMANCE-“Why do you have scars?” All of sudden, Iris changed the topic, as she looked at Cane in the eyes. She was still clutching to his sleeves.“Your father gave me,” Cane replied. He thought, Iris wouldn’t remember this conversation when she woke up.“That must be so painful.”“They are.”“Will the scars heal?”“I don’t think so.”The night indeed made you vulnerable and let you said something that you would never admit when it was bright. The obscurity softened your heart.“Too bad. You have a warm soul.” Iris frowned slightly.“I no longer have a soul.” He had sold his soul for the freedom of his people. There was nothing left of him right now.“Yes, you have, but you are in so much pain.” Iris blinked her eyes. “Your beast is in pain. You have so many scars.”“The only scars that I have is on my face.”Iris shook her head meekly. “I am not talking about your face. I am talking about your soul. Too bad, you are in so much pain… what my father and brother had done to you must be painful…”And after that, Iris closed her eyes and fell asleep.======================She is the daughter of an alpha who has killed his family, razed his pack and has also made his people slaves.Now, he has achieved revenge after ten years of being treated as a slave and was living a life that no one would ever imagine. Life akin to hell.And ten years later, Alpha Cane manages to take over and kill the alpha who has made the lives of his people worse than death.It was time for him to make the children of the alpha pay for what their father had done.Only…Iris was a runt and she was very different from her father.

“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.

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.