"We are going to live inside of it."
The words hung in the air like a bad fart in a closed room.
"HEHHH?!!"
All four women—Helena, Mira, Kaida, and Bella—stared at Viktor like he'd just announced he was going to fuck the tower itself.
Though given how shameless he was, they hardly doubted even that was not possible.
Elara, who'd been standing awkwardly near the doorway trying to process everything she'd witnessed in the last hour, felt her brain short-circuit for the third time that morning.
Living... 'inside' that thing?
"Young Master," Helena began, her voice strained as her massive breasts heaved with each breath. After taking a bath, she left a soft fragrance that pulled his attention faster than her words. "How... how exactly are we supposed to—I mean, the Tower is—it's floating in the—"
"In the sky," Kaida finished flatly, crossing her arms beneath her modest chest. Her red eyes narrowed. "Unless you've suddenly learned to fly, bastard, I don't see how—"
