Chapter 301: A true worshipper (1/2)
As the beginner's competition in the Photography Club was coming to a close, Charlotte was sneaking glances at Ben, because he'd done it again--he made a miracle happen...
More important than that though, he complimented her. As such, for the first time in a long time, a man had made her happy…
For Charlotte, it was unimaginable. So she couldn't help having a certain thought pop into her head. 'Maybe…not all men are bad.'
As for Ben, since he considered her a little sister, he'd always treated her in the appropriate manner. Therefore, just as he'd never open the system's statuses for his mom or any female relative, by blood that is…he never peeked at Charlotte's status. Yet, if he did, he would've seen...that they were not at all what he expected.
[Target's current attraction level: attracted]
[Target's current comfort level: close]
That's right. To her surprise, Charlotte was developing feelings for Ben! However, to be fair, how could she not?
He was handsome, tall and ok… So he wasn't any of those things…
Still, he was good at cursing! And if they added faceslapping to the Olympics, he might even represent his country!
In any case though, for Charlotte, none of that mattered as much as one simple fact—she felt she could trust him, and to her, that was the most meaningful thing in the world.
Meanwhile, as she was lost in thought, Ben had been looking at something. Then, not long after, he excused himself. ”I'm going to the bathroom. Be right back.”
At the same time, on the other side of the room, Darryl was still sitting there, unmoving, shocked by the competition's outcome. He couldn't wrap his head around his loss. He'd spent all his money to invite his true love Stacy from OnlyFans...so he could serenade her with his photos and his victory. Yet, all that happened was he lost in embarrassing fashion, leading to her walking away without even acknowledging him. The result....was his worst nightmare.
So now, he just sat there, staring at the ground, as people came and went around him, until 10 minutes later, someone tapped his shoulder. Jolting to the side, the redhead looked over in that direction and everywhere around him. He realized there was no one remaining in the room, with the exception of himself and one other person.
Yet, as romantic as this setup was, and despite the fact that it was a woman, Darryl twitched as he buried the idea deep down in his forgotten place…because the person who tapped him, was the elderly judge--Narcoleptic Nancy…
With a stony expression, she gazed down at Darryl with her turbid eyes. ”Not bad, boy…”
”Huh?”
Her high raspy voice floated into his ear. ”Not bad at all, but I better not catch you pretending to fall asleep again...” She chastised him as a responsible elder should. ”Because...that's my move!”
…
It turned out to be a copyright issue.
...
A short while later, Darryl's nerves recovered somewhat. So he walked out of the Photography Club room, as Nancy glared at him with a pleasant smile and narrowed eyes…having taught the youth the dangers of using forbidden techniques…
Once he got far enough away from her though, the redhead's emotional state became somewhat better. 'I lost once, but so what? I'm young. I've still got my whole future ahead of me, and also one chance to DM Stacy as part of my subscription… Which means, I still have a chance to make her fall in love with me!
A few seconds later though, as Darryl strolled through the light blue hallway on his way out of the building, he stopped in place, because he heard muffled chatter. 'That voice…”
”Here? Haha.”
The redhead squinted. 'I know that voice…'
”You're just…haha…”
”That's…” He gasped, because that voice played on his ringtone and often, in his dreams, a rare free perk when it came to her! 'It's Stacy!'
His eyes lit up. 'She waited for me! She must've forgiven me after she realized how hard I worked!' Spreading a cheerful smile, Darryl's spirits had been rejuvenated, as he stood up straight and walked towards a dark room to his left; the place where he heard his angel's choice.
Yet, when he stepped inside with a bright smile and a hopeful heart, he soon wished his parents left him in that orphanage…
Because there, against the wall, was his goddess. Except, she wasn't alone. With the expression of a man who was watching all his dreams slip away before him, Darryl's eyes traced a hand, but, not Stacy's hand. It was a man's hand...a thick horrible f*cking hand that grasped and squeezed…in a place it had no business! In a forbidden area! A divine zone! In other words, there was a man grabbing Stacy's ass!
...
At the same time, that villain held her lower back as he pulled her into him, licking her neck.
”Ahh~” She moaned in pleasure.
She even moaned in pleasure!
She f*cking moaned in pleasure?!?