Taming A Billionaire - Chapter Fifty-four : His fantasy

“Let’s slowly become adults.”Young-hyun, who was in school, suffered from the heat and had to leave early.He runs across Dae-han, a well-known bully in the alley on his way home. Young-hyun, who is afraid of him, attempts to walk pass him as if he isn’t there.However, Dae-han suddenly calls Yeong-hyun’s name and asks a lot of questions, then grabs Young-hyun’s wrist and heading to the cafe.Young-hyun, who usually had no contact with the bully is uncomfortable spending time with him. He then gives him money because he thinks that Dae-han brought him to take money from him, but Dae-han said some absurd things…?“Then go out with me.”What is the bully’s ulterior motive?

The spacious cafe was strangely silent as Ruan Shishi hung her head while nervously stirring the coffee in front of her.

The atmosphere was rather awkward and strained for a while.

Half a minute after he sat down, the man asked flatly, “Is this your first blind date?”

His aura was so overbearing that a simple question from him made Ruan Shishi even more nervous

Traversing into the world of “My Hero Academia”, the awakened personality is actually a stand-in [World].

In the face of the invitation from All Might, Wu An said: “I have no interest in heroes, I just pursue power, and I have nothing to do with women.”

Facing the provocation from ALL.FOR.ONE, Wu An opened his arms and summoned his stand-in.

“THE. WORLD! Time! Stop!”…

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“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.