The Absolute Will: The Lifespan Collector's Harem-Chapter 394: NTR Right Before His Eyes

Anri wanted to slap his hand away. She wasn’t a weak girl, but she didn’t dare. She knew that if she acted on impulse, Ryuya and the Kofukuji family would pay the price. Alex’s reputation was already solidified; he was a man who dealt in the impossible.

Alex’s hand slid from her neck to her collarbone, lingering there as he felt her body trembling. He could see the devastation in Ryuya’s eyes. Alex smirked and moved his hand lower, boldly grabbing Anri’s breast. Even through the fabric of her uniform, the soft, bouncy weight of her tit was incredible.

Anri let out a sharp gasp. Her instinct was to push him away, but her body felt suddenly weak. Instead of pushing, a strange, tingling warmth began to spread through her. A sudden, inexplicable lust flickered in her gut.

What... what is this?

The elders tactfully looked away, some even wearing knowing smirks. They figured Alex was just a horny brat; they could use that to their advantage later.

Ryuya, however, felt like his brain was exploding. He was watching the girl he had loved his whole life be groped and toyed with by another man, and she wasn’t even fighting back. His heart bled. Anri... I’ve never even touched her like that... and this bastard is—ANRI!!!

Anri was equally desperate. She should hate this. She loved Ryuya! But why did this person’s touch feel so good? It was itchy, tingly, and arousing. Her body was betraying her.

Alex was using his powers to subtly ignite Anri’s libido, forcing her body to react with intense pleasure. He kneaded her white, soft breast into different shapes. "Great quality. Not quite as big as my maid at home, but close."

He leaned in close to the silver-haired girl’s ear, whispering as she struggled to stay upright. "Your body is so slutty, Anri. Built to tempt men. To think Ryuya never touched you... what a waste. Now it all belongs to me." He gave the tip of her nipple a sharp pinch.

"Nnggh—!" Anri’s head snapped back, her silver hair flying. Her purple eyes were misty with tears and unwanted arousal. She wasn’t stupid; she knew he was doing something to her. But she couldn’t stop it. Her legs clamped together as her "forbidden garden" began to leak, the moisture soaking her panties.

"No... stop..."

"Stop? But your body is begging for more. I can feel it. You’re such a dirty little maid."

"I’m... I’m not!"

"Sure, sure. It’s not you, it’s just your body. I get it," Alex chuckled. He looked over at Ryuya, whose eyes were bloodshot with rage. "Aren’t you going to look at your childhood friend? He looks terrified. He saw how much you enjoyed that, you know."

"No..." Anri’s voice broke into a sob.

Alex finally let go. A little bit of psychological torture for the "hero" was enough; he wasn’t going to have a full-on live sex show here. "Now then, let’s fix the old man."

Alex placed his hand back on the Patriarch’s head. "For this trade, I’ll give him one year. If you want more, we’ll talk next time. Or, if Anri performs well, I might throw in some bonus time."

Anri was too far gone to listen. As the forced lust receded, she gasped for air. She realized with horror that she was soaking wet. She felt like she had betrayed Ryuya. When she looked up and met his pained, grieving eyes, she quickly looked away. She couldn’t face him. She had felt pleasure from another man’s touch. She was "unclean" now.

I’m sorry, Ryuya... She knew there was no going back for them.