Chapter 91 - Consent Was Never An Option (2/2)

”Bitch!” I saw myself yelling. ”Learn how to make f.u.c.k.i.n.g coffee you f.u.c.k.i.n.g whore!”

Her quiet sobs pained my heart. ” I love you.” I later consoled. ”Shhh. No, no, no, no. No baby, come on.”

”Damien!” I was slapped. Hard.

”I'm awake!” I shook myself. ”What? What is it, what happened?” My eyes darted left to right before focusing on the giant bag of wee--no, it was Mary I now saw.

”Oh. Nothing. I just like saying your name.” The woman swayed unsteadily. She grabbed my face with both hands. ”You're so pretty. Why're you so pretty?” She giggled. I was then licked on the cheek. ”Sweet.” Her soft, slippery tongue left warm trails all over my face.

Yep. It's official, I like a drugged-out Mary. She gets all bubbly and it's SO damn cute.

”How'd you find me?”

”A little tree told me.” She was now leaning on me for support. ”I'm tired. Carry me.” The woman commanded.

She's got the forest keepin' tabs on me! She has such stalker potential. She could be even worse than Evie.

Another thought popped up at that point: The trees have eyes. The trees have eyes! This is gonna be a new phobia, I just know it.

”Wait, what was I doing again?” I came out to take a piss and could not for the life of me remember what I was doing before that.

”You were on a stage strip dancing at the school.”

”...Not at home?”

”You took the party outside hours ago.”

I racked my brain. Nope. Don't remember. ”I see. Magic Mike it is then.” I must go. My fans await me.

***

[Multiple higher-level beings have converged on your location]

”This is the greatest idea I've ever had in my life!” I snorted a line of coke off Bubble's ass as we went barrelling down the street in a carriage that had no driver or horse. We unceremoniously ran over hundreds of n.a.k.e.d players.

And I don't mean this idea. I was talking about another idea.

Where were the others? Last I saw, they were all breaking into the city lord's mansion for a surprise inspection.

”Milly, keep it up.”

”Woo-hoo~!” Milly giggled excitedly as bolts of lightning dashed along the sky.

I could see dozens, hundreds, of light trails rapidly approaching. ”Come to Papa~!” I raised my hands into the air and shouted.

[Multiple targets have been charmed]

Pure white feathers drifted down across the entire city.

[This area has been cut off from the rest of the realm]

[You have revealed your location. Quest complete]

Oh yeah. I'm getting that damn reward.

***

I did not yet receive my due reward. Or if I did, i didn't remember it. But that don't matter right now. New Idea!

”Father….

”Papa!”

”Okie!”

All my beautiful, angelic daughters stood behind the school in formation. The sheer aura of holy benevolence they radiated and their combined charm drove the crowd wild even thought they couldn't dance to save their f.u.c.k.i.n.g lives.

I threw a balled up piece of paper at them. ”No, dammit! Not like that! Loosen up!”

We were back at the school rehearsing for their debut. Angelz Love is gonna be the next big thing, i'm sure of it.

”Rhea, lights!”

”Lights!” Rhiannon snapped a finger and several strobing orbs lit up the stage. The whole set sparkled.

”Sera, music!”

”Music!”

A classic GIrls' Generation song played aloud.

”From the top, people. Work those h.i.p.s! Wait.” I suddenly realized a way to let them relax. ”Does anyone need a puff before we start? Grey, did you spike the punch bowl properly? Christ. I really have to do everything myself.”

Guys, we're making an idol group!

There's no way this could possibly go wrong.

***

I woke up feeling moist and sticky. My body shot upright. ”Where am I?!”

I looked around and didn't recognize the room. But it was huge, even larger than the room from my parents' last estate.

All around me were the n.a.k.e.d bodies of women I didn't know. That wasn't the strange part. The strange part were the feathers scattered everywhere. Now, I didn't see any wings but I'm pretty sure these girls were Angels. They were all devastatingly pretty and exuded an unblemished purity.

”Damien.” Someone at my side called my name. Mary! She'd been sitting on a chair by the window and had come to stand over me as she saw me waking up.

”Oh. Hey.” I scratched my head. I felt like I had cotton balls in my mouth. ”What happened last night. Last thing I remember was our rehearsal.”

The woman didn't know what I was talking about. ”...Rehearsal?”

”Yeah. You know. For the idol group. That was a damn weird idea, heh. Are we ready for our debut?”

She stayed silent.

Her stare made me uneasy. ”What?”

”You really don't know what happened last night?”

”No?”

”Good. That's...good.” I saw a tic in her jaw. ”Let's go. We can't stay. Your father was right, you should leave the realm. I'll...I'll send you away. Alright? Come on.” She pulled on my arm. ”Quietly. Hurry. Before they wake up.”

”Woah, woah, woah….hold up. The hell are you talking about? Why do I need to leave? What happened? Tell me.”

”It doesn't matter what happened!” She snapped. Then glanced back. The women around us didn't stir.

”I'm not leaving until you tell me what's got you so worked up. Also, why's everyone n.a.k.e.d?” Though from what I DO recall, n.a.k.e.dness wasn't uncommon last night.

F.u.c.k.i.n.g players, man. They crazy.

I noticed something then. ”Your wrists…” They had marks on them.

She hid her hands behind her back. ”It's nothing.”

”Mary, seriously, what did I do? You're kinda scaring me right now and that's saying something. Did I hurt you?”

”It wasn't you. You didn't. Couldn't.”

”Then who the hell gave you those wounds? Out with it already.”

Her gaze lingered behind me. ”They did. They made me...watch.” I could see the resentment clear on her face.

”Mother f.u.c.ker!” I cursed aloud as the pieces fell into place. ”They f.u.c.k.i.n.g r.a.p.ed me, didn't they?”

”No. They married you.”

”Son of a bitch. I f.u.c.k.i.n.g knew it!...Wait, huh? What was that again?”

”They married you.

”...I'm not sure I follow.

”They had a priest and everything. Then they r.a.p.ed you.”

These girls aren't angelic at all! They're nothing but a buncha thirsty bitches tryna take advantage of their poor, helpless, druggie father!

[Several hundred new bitches has been added under your management]

[You have married Anastasia]

[You have married Nahria]

[You have married Grey]

[You have married Millenianna]

[You have married….]

”Alright. Yup. Lets go.”