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Chapter 1 - The Rules of a Playboy

"Ah~ This is amazing!!!❤️~"

"Aldric, your… milk… it… has filled… inside me…"

In a bedroom decorated with cute items, the sounds of lust and the scent of sexual pheromones filled the entire room.

On the bed, a man and a woman clung to each other.

The blonde woman, her pretty face looking as if she had just turned twenty, showed a hint of childishness while still exuding the full allure of a woman.

She panted, her beautiful body uncovered by any cloth, speckled with sweat as if she had just taken a shower.

The man holding her looked handsome like a movie actor, his angular masculine face matched with neatly trimmed black hair.

The girl laughed and said, "Aldric, you're so strong… I… I'm exhausted."

Aldric smirked: "How do you feel? Amazing, right?"

"Uhm…" The girl cooed, "It was amazing… will you come again tomorrow?"

Aldric replied with a smile: "Of course, tomorrow I will…"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

"You bastard! Don't think I don't know what you're doing in that room! Open the door now, or I'll kill you and that bastard!"

The girl: "??!!"

Aldric: "??!!"

A middle-aged man's voice rang from outside the room, full of anger and impatience.

Aldric looked at the girl he had just made love to, puzzled, and asked: "You… you said you didn't have a boyfriend, right?"

"That's right." The girl's face showed fear, she stammered: "But… that is… my father."

"Your father?!" Aldric frowned; this was the first time he'd encountered such a situation.

"Don't say anything more." The girl hurriedly pushed Aldric away, tossed his clothes at him and said: "Jump out the window, I'll block him."

"But you said your father and mother are divorced, didn't you?" Aldric asked, frowning.

The girl didn't answer, only shoved his clothes into his hands, then pushed him toward the window: "Don't ask, just run."

She opened the window. It was the third floor of a small house; outside there was an awning he could use to climb down safely.

But as he climbed out of the window, the girl suddenly grabbed his hand tightly and kissed him.

This time was different from when they had sex.

Their lips only touched, gently like a breeze passing, then separated.

She looked at him, her eyes wet as if holding back a storm of emotions, and softly said: "I know you have many women outside, I'm only one of those girls, right?"

"Ack! That…" Aldric stammered; he hadn't expected this girl to learn his secret so quickly.

He sighed, didn't deny it, only nodded slightly and said: "That's right, I'm a playboy. You can curse me, hit me, or—"

"No… hehehe…" She suddenly broke into a radiant smile: "I don't blame you. Aldric, thank you for bringing a little light into my life."

"Heh?! You…"

Aldric wanted to say something, but she cut him off: "If I die, remember to visit my grave and bring white orchids, okay? I really like that flower."

"Die?! What the hell are you talking about?"

BAM!

She didn't answer him but immediately shut the window and drew the curtain.

Aldric stood on the awning, his face full of confusion, trying to look inside the room.

BAM!

A heavy sound rang out; Aldric could guess the middle-aged man had violently opened the door.

"Where is that bastard? I'll cut him to pieces! Daring to rape my daughter, I'll chop him to a hundred pieces."

"Father!" the girl shouted, "How did you get in here? Is this my house?"

"What?! This is my house, I bought it for you and your mother."

"But you and my mother are divorced, leave me alone."

SLAP!

The sound of a slap rang sharp, followed by vicious insults: "You bitch! You're exactly like your mother, both rotten whores."

"And what about you?" The girl cried and yelled: "Besides drinking and beating me, what else can you do? You beat Mom until her neck broke, are you even a man?"

"You… you…" The man gritted his teeth in fury: "Fine! You want to know whether I'm a man or not, huh?"

He suddenly pulled down his pants, laughing lecherously: "Motherfucker! Today I'll show you whether I'm a man or not!"

"Agh! No! Stop!"

Standing outside, Aldric heard the conversation between the girl and her father and immediately understood what was happening.

He sighed, shook his head, and muttered: "This isn't my problem."

Then he turned and looked for a way to jump off the awning.

"No! You bastard! You're not human!"

"You animal! You coward!"

The girl's voice inside the room cried and cursed.

At that moment, Aldric stopped. He clenched his hands until they went white, then hurriedly pulled on his pants and wrapped his shirt several times around his left arm.

"Damn it! Even if I'm a playboy, I still have rules I won't break."

That was right — although he was a playboy, a bastard, he still had his own principles.

Among them, he would never… never abandon his women.

BAM!

Aldric punched through the window glass with his left hand, then lunged inside.

The middle-aged man, fat as a pig, had his pants down and was on top of the small girl.

"You bastard!" Aldric shouted, swinging his fist at the man.

Pow!

His fist struck the man's face, sending him backward; the man clutched his face with both hands.

Aldric hurriedly pulled the girl up and said: "Quick! Run!"

The girl, surprised he had come back, immediately said: "Let's run together!"

Of course Aldric didn't want to stay in this damned place, but when he saw the man grab a knife and lunge toward him, he froze.

He couldn't react in time and could only shove the girl away.

Thud!

"Ack!" Immediately after, the knife stabbed into Aldric's abdomen; the pain jolted his brain and forced a cry out of him.

"Aldric! Aldric!" the girl screamed.

Aldric gritted his teeth and said: "Run! You bitch! Do you plan to stay here and wait for me to die before you run?"

"But—"

"Run!" Aldric roared while holding the man's hands tightly.

"You bastard!" the man roared back, his expression feral like a beast: "How dare you take my daughter! She's my daughter! Mine! Mine! AGH!!!"

"You perverted bastard!" Aldric spat: "You're as fat as a pig; you only deserve a pig!"

BAM!

Aldric slammed his head into the man's face with all his strength.

Smash!

The man fell backward, and at the same time pulled the knife out of Aldric's belly.

Exhausted, Aldric collapsed onto the floor, covering the cut on his abdomen with both hands, but blood still gushed out like a stream.

"Goddamn! I never thought my playboy life would end so soon. I haven't even done a threesome or a foursome yet."

Aldric panted, murmuring. He felt his vision dimming and his mind sinking into darkness.

In his final moments, he saw the man rise, still gripping the knife.

Then a warm breath enveloped him; the girl did not run but turned back and wrapped herself around him as if to protect him.

Aldric couldn't help but sigh — in the end, all his efforts to get her to escape were in vain.

'Ah! At least… when I die, I'm being held by a beautiful girl and not by some fat bastard.' Aldric slowly closed his eyes as his mind slipped into darkness.

 

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