After spending the entire day patrolling around the Arklay Mountains, Allen hadn't come across a single zombie dog. The task was painfully boring, but luckily, he had Rebecca and Svetlana with him.
During the trip, Allen kept caressing Rebecca's stomach, enjoying the feeling. Ever since she was injected with the serum, her body had grown even more beautiful. Her height and chest size hadn't changed much, but her scent had become intoxicating, and her skin had turned smoother and softer to the touch.
"Hey, darling, how about we put a baby in here?" Allen teased, still stroking her belly.
"Baby? …No, no… I'm still way too young for that," Rebecca quickly refused, shaking her head. At 18, she felt she was far too young to be a mother. She wanted to enjoy her youth a little longer before thinking about children.
Allen just laughed at her reaction.
Not long after, his phone rang—it was Jill, lounging by the pool in a bikini at the large mansion they had bought. The place was secluded, far from the noise of the city, yet close to the beach.
"Darling, we already bought a big mansion here," Jill said while sunbathing, Athena lying beside her.
"Hey, Jill, can you put some suncream on me—oh, are you calling Allen?" Athena asked, leaning over to catch a glimpse of the screen. Her gray eyes softened as she waved at him. "I miss you, Allen. When are you coming to join us?"
"Don't worry. Once I finish my work here, I'll be with you right away. I miss you too," Allen replied warmly.
"By the way, how's our baby?" Allen asked with concern.
"Don't worry," Jill reassured him with a soft smile. "The baby's growing healthy. And thanks to the serum, I don't feel nearly as much discomfort as a normal pregnancy."
"That's good to hear," Allen said, pulling Rebecca closer into his arms as she continued reading her book, clearly unbothered by his touch. If anything, she seemed to enjoy it.
They chatted for a while longer before Jill finally hung up, after she satisfied with their little conversation.
While Allen was patrolling the Arklay Mountains, Excella was holding a press conference in Europe about a new medicine Tricell was preparing to release.
Standing confidently before the cameras, elegant as ever, Excella introduced two groundbreaking drugs: an anti-cancer treatment and an anti-diabetes treatment—both originally provided by Allen but perfected by her in record time. Thanks to this, her name had been making waves recently, and she had quickly risen to prominence.
These achievements not only earned her recognition but also secured significant resources from the Travis family. With these newfound resources, Excella felt more determined than ever to prove herself to Allen and strengthen their bond. After all, no other drugs capable of curing these two diseases had ever existed before, making her discovery the hottest topic worldwide.
Reporters swarmed for the chance to interview her, and though Excella felt a flicker of nervousness under the immense spotlight, she kept her poise. Today, inside her laboratory, she prepared for a live demonstration in front of the press.
The experiment had been tested before, but she still prayed this public trial would succeed without a hitch. Several patients suffering from various types of cancer were brought forward to undergo treatment. Before the audience's eyes, the patients who had once looked weak and frail began to recover, their energy gradually returning as scans confirmed their cancers had vanished.
Next came diabetic patients, who after treatment reported surges of energy, their blood sugar levels stabilizing to normal.
"As you can see," Excella declared proudly to the audience, her voice carrying a note of triumph, "the patients are now cured and can return to living normal, healthy lives."
The room erupted into applause as the demonstration ended in flawless success. Reporters scrambled forward, eager to capture every angle of Excella, whose poised elegance made her shine even brighter under the flashing cameras.
Moments later, several cancer patients who had still been asleep began to stir, slowly opening their eyes. Their condition was drastically different from before—they looked healthier, stronger, almost renewed. The attending doctors, stunned by what they were witnessing, rushed in to examine the patients themselves. Excella, maintaining her calm confidence, gestured for them to proceed, granting permission without hesitation.
"Very well," she announced smoothly once the examinations confirmed the miraculous results. "That will be all for today. As for the production of these medicines, we will strive to reduce costs so that as many people as possible will be able to afford them."
With that, Excella turned and departed the lab, her every step radiating grace and authority. The press conference had not only cemented her reputation but also placed her in the global spotlight.
As she walked away, a smile of satisfaction curved her lips—though beneath it lay something more: a growing obsession. Her thoughts were already on Allen. She couldn't wait to contact him and share her triumph, certain that this success would bring her even closer to him.
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A few days after the press conference, Excella unveiled another wave of groundbreaking products—anti-aging medicine, along with an entire line of beauty treatments. Unsurprisingly, these products became instant bestsellers. Women around the world clamored for them, and stocks couldn't stay on the shelves.
Her company's value skyrocketed, its stock prices soaring to unprecedented heights. Countless corporations rushed to secure contracts with her, eager to ride the wave of her success. Yet Excella, resolute and selective, rejected them all without hesitation.
Despite the flood of offers, her heart remained untouched. Numerous wealthy and powerful men tried to win her over, inviting her to dinners and proposing partnerships that stretched far beyond business. Excella turned every single one of them down. In her mind, there was only one man—Allen.
At night, she was restless, unable to sleep. Desire gnawed at her, sharp and unrelenting, like a wolf in heat. She would scroll through her phone, staring at Allen's picture again and again, her lips curving into a mocking smile whenever she thought of the other men who dared approach her. Compared to Allen, they were pitiful—weak, unattractive, utterly beneath her notice.
Her obsession grew by the day. Every heartbeat whispered his name. But for now, she forced herself to wait, to endure, knowing her work here was not yet finished. When the time came, she would have him—and nothing would stand in her way.
After Exella finally finished all her work—something she had been striving for more than a week—she finally got what she wanted. Even her father had released her from his grip, no longer forcing her to marry into the Travis family.
Hearing the news, Exella hurriedly called Allen.
"Allen, Allen… we did it, my dearest partner! The medicines you proposed are selling like crazy—we're always running out of stock! And now my father has stopped forcing me to marry into the Travis family. They finally understand the wealth and potential I'll gain in the future," Exella said joyfully.
At that moment, Allen was leaning back, enjoying a blowjob from Alyssa. He simply closed his eyes, listening to Exella as he basked in the pleasure.
"Good. But you need to be careful, for your own safety. I don't want anything happening to you—there will be plenty of people envious of your success," Allen replied, letting out a slight moan as he came inside Alyssa's mouth, his beloved reporter.
Exella, hearing the tone of Allen's voice, quickly realized he was busy with something else. Her expression darkened with jealousy—she too wanted to do the same thing with Allen, just like the woman he was with now.
"Okay, I'll listen to your advice and be careful, hhmmm Allen, can we meet?" said Exella.
"It'll be difficult for us to meet right now since I'm being watched by Umbrella here, and getting out of the city seems impossible," replied Allen while stroking Alyssa's head as she was cleaning his cock with her mouth.
"It doesn't matter, I can come to your place secretly, is that okay?" replied Exella, who seemed overheated and could no longer hold back her desire to see him.
"Of course, I don't think that's a problem. Later I'll give you the contact of my mercenary to pick you up secretly and bring you here, and I'll also send you the data of some other medicines for you. And if you're interested in the T-Serum, maybe I can give you the formula since I have that data—once you've arrived here," said Allen.
And of course, Exella's eyes instantly lit up, because her family had been after that serum, and if she delivered it directly to them, she was sure she'd get everything she had always dreamed of. In fact, even if she hadn't gotten the T-Serum, Exella had already been prepared to give her body and soul to Allen. She'd rather be ruined by him than forced into marrying into the Travis family.
"I see, then I'll come right away, but I hope I won't get scolded by your wives," replied Exella.
"Of course not, you can come whenever you want," Allen replied.
Allen was slightly impressed, since Exella clearly wanted to come just to tempt him—and of course, he would never refuse when a woman took the initiative.
After the call ended, Allen's focus returned to Alyssa, who was already naked and flushed in front of him. She had just finished fusing with her own serum, her body trembling with heat and restlessness. Allen grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze, and smirked.
"On your knees," he ordered.
Alyssa obeyed instantly, her voice shaky. "Y-yes, sir…"
But Allen didn't let her stay there long. He pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the table. Without warning, he pressed his cock against her dripping slit and slammed it in with one hard thrust, making her scream out.
"Ahhh! Oh God—!" Alyssa yelped, her back arching as his length pierced deep, battering her cervix and grinding into her womb.
Allen tightened his grip on her hair, pulling her head back. "You wanted this, didn't you? You made yourself this needy with my little serum experiment… Now you'll take it until I say otherwise."
"Yes! Please—harder! Use me, Allen!" she moaned desperately, her voice breaking.
Plop!....Plop!.... Plop! ....
The pounding sound filled the room as he pounded into her mercilessly, each thrust sending shockwaves through her body.
Allen's thrusts grew faster, slamming into her so hard the table creaked beneath them. Alyssa clawed at the wood, her knuckles white, drool slipping from her lips as her body was overwhelmed.
"Say it," Allen growled into her ear, yanking her hair harder. "Whose little toy are you?"
"I—I'm yours, Allen! Your slut—your toy! Please don't stop!" she cried out, her voice breaking into sobs of pleasure.
He spanked her ass sharply, the sound echoing in the room. "That's right. You belong to me. Every hole, every breath—you exist to serve me."
"Y-yes! Yes! I'm yours!" Alyssa moaned, her legs shaking violently as another orgasm ripped through her.
Allen didn't let up. He pounded her raw, burying himself deeper with every brutal thrust until his body tensed. With a final growl, he slammed into her one last time, holding her hips in an iron grip as his cock erupted inside her womb.
"Fuck—take it all, Alyssa," he snarled, grinding deep as thick ropes of his yogurt spilled into her.
Alyssa's body trembled uncontrollably, her belly tightening as she moaned through tears and bliss. "Ahhh—yesss! Fill me, Allen! Please—don't stop…!"
Allen finally slowed, pulling her close against his chest, still buried inside her as her body quivered. "Good girl," he whispered darkly, kissing her ear. "Don't think this will end.... because I'm not finished with you yet."
Slap!
Allen smacked Alyssa's ass hard, making her cheeks flush bright red.
"Ough… yes, spank my ass!" she cried out.
Slap!
Grinning, Allen shoved his cock into her asshole this time, driving it deep before pumping his hips fast and rough. Alyssa moaned uncontrollably, her voice echoing through the room.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
The sound of his thrusts mixed with Alyssa's desperate moans, filling the room with shameless lust.
Meanwhile, as Sherry was walking to her room — which wasn't far from Allen's — she heard their voices and turned to her mother.
"Mom, what are Allen and Alyssa doing? They sound like—"
"Okay, sweetie, you should just go to your room and finish your schoolwork," Annette said, not wanting to explain such things to her daughter since she was still young. She was a little upset at Allen for setting such a bad example in front of her daughter.
Even so, hearing Alyssa's moans made Annette's panties damp once Sherry went into her room. Annette then headed straight for Allen's room, wanting to join Alyssa as well. And once she entered, the sound of their moaning filled the room even more.
Note: Hey, I tried watching The Dance of the Dragon. After watching seasons 1 and 2 and reading George R. R. Martin's novel, I was really disappointed with some of the characters—especially Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen in the TV show. They changed and toned her down way too much just to make her the protagonist. I really don't like that character 🤣.
For some reason, I actually feel more sympathy for Alicent Hightower than for that whore princess who thinks she deserves the throne.
And well, I'll probably make a story where Allen travels to that world in the future.
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