RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System-Chapter 393: A Farm

My compliment had most definitely gotten to the redhead, light sparks coursing through her, but that wasn’t enough to eliminate the throbbing annoyance she was feeling.

After our meeting with the pope, she had lost her cool and went on to make a string of mistakes with me.

I might have made her see reason, but that didn’t stop her from feeling the sting of being outdone.

"She’ll get over it."

Considering how every plan she had for me had just been flipped, I didn’t blame the woman much. The pope hadn’t even explained a thing to her, he just sent her off with a new boss.

A few steps later, we were in Lucy’s room. The place was clean and well-scented. Chiara hadn’t bothered to knock, so we walked in on the blonde seated on the bed, reading a book.

Lucy was calm when she saw Chiara, but the moment her eyes landed on me, her face quickly reddened.

She hurriedly got off the bed, looking at Chiara questioningly.

"You could have called for me."

"Yes, but you know he’ll prefer the latter," the redhead said, glancing at me.

Lucy’s eyes turned toward me, but the moment they met mine, they quickly shifted away.

"How can I help you both?"

"I don’t need any help," Chiara said casually. "Just came to deliver your boyfriend."

It was funny because while Chiara said those words, her eyes were keenly scanning the room.

Obviously, she had another reason for coming here—something else occupying her mind.

Nodding to herself, she turned and left us without another word.

Silence descended into the room and...

"Hey!!"

"One second you’re a lioness ready to pounce, and the next you’re a rabbit. People would think I’m bullying you," I lamented, taking off my shoes and climbing onto the bed.

A groan escaped my lips as I collapsed on my back.

Looking to the side, I silently watched the woman breathing in and out, trying to regain her confidence. Her attempt was cute.

"What is it about me that destabilizes you? Or do you need the red eyes before you can mount my dick on your own?"

"Why are you here?"

There was some strength in her tone.

"You don’t have to stay here any longer. The Church will be letting me take you back when I return to the US.

We could leave now, but I still have some tasks to complete."

Lucy stared at me for several seconds, wires in her brain sparking, then she moved and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at my sprawled form.

"The latest news says you’re a billionaire."

"That I am."

"You must have a flock of women around you. Why come back for me?"

"Because I love you."

"And what makes you think that?"

"I’m here in the Vatican rather than on some resort, fucking one of my women."

"One of your women? Seems you’ve already found some toys."

"I sort of have a harem at the moment."

Chiara’s words ruminated in my mind, and she raised a brow at me.

"You want me to come join it?"

"Yes."

"No way. There are tons of me in the world."

"So if another man comes walking by, you’ll let him put his dick in you?"

"Why not?"

"What words."

"That you’d allow another man, other than me, to plough you?"

"I don’t want to."

"I know you’re a vampire, Lucy."

Silence fell, and for some reason, the light in the room flickered, tightening the atmosphere.

"How much did they tell you?"

"Enough. I plan to hear the rest from you."

Lucy’s expression had been star-struck, but then a sad smile crossed her face.

"So, you’re their salvation."

"Why that conclusion? You didn’t think anything of this when we first went to bed."

"I didn’t know much back then.

I got the full briefing when I was brought back."

"Does that mean you understand why your eyes sometimes turn red and you become a sex freak?"

The blonde cleared her throat, blushing slightly.

"Well, what’s the reason?"

"It’s the energy in me building up. Unlike humans, whose lust is just an overwhelming feeling, for me, along with the feeling comes raw, tangible energy.

It drives me wild if I don’t release it."

Scenes of Lucy bouncing on a dildo flashed through my head as she spoke, but then I remembered she’d been a virgin when I first had her.

"How did you deal with it before we first fucked?"

"I never experienced it before then. I guess losing my virginity opened the gate to it."

Knowing well that the reason for Lucy’s lust rage that day was because of a nefarious bottle, I nodded at her guess.

There wasn’t any need to let the cat out.

"And what about now?"

Lucy in that state was scary. If whenever we fucked she became a horny masochist, I didn’t think I’d be able to cope.

"I have the accumulating energy within me cleared up every month in a ceremony."

"Oh."

My mind went wandering, and Lucy, seeing this, gave it direction.

"It’s the event that was taking place when Madam got betrayed."

"Ohh!!!" I nodded.

"Well, come to bed. I want to feel you up."

Lucy cocked her head.

"Did you not understand that I have no intention of being used?"

"Who wants to use you?"

"You and everyone who knows about us.

I’m no longer just a bargaining chip; I’m now a farm for you people."

Normally, I would have been worried about Lucy’s train of thought, but the prompt from the system was very assuring.

[Ding! Lucy Corlea has reached the requirement to become a Sugar Baby.

Do you want to add?]

This was good news, but I was well aware of the blonde’s volatility and remained cautious.

[Name: Lucy Corlea

Type: Sugar Baby

Trust: 51

Affection: 73

Fear: 7

Loyalty: 70 → 72 → 66

Horniness: 85

Comment: Adores you but is scared.]

Lucy was scared, and I knew how to deal with that.

Sitting up, I put my right arm around her waist and, without a word, pulled her toward me, falling back onto the bed so she fell on top of me.

Her hands rested on my chest as Lucy stared into my eyes, searching for something.

I placed my hand on the back of her head and pressed it down, our lips meeting.

Within seconds, our kiss deepened, and Lucy, of her own accord, adjusted herself on me, her snatch pressing on my crotch.