Grace Thompson
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Once Natasha lay down on the bed, shily turning her head aside – not daring to look at Adam, while holding both of her hands over her petite chest – clad in nothing but a small and sexy pair of panties, there was nothing Adam wished more than to jump at her like a hungry wold and spend the whole night ravishing her like there was no tomorrow. It took him more than just a little bit of effort to keep himself from losing his mind. His usage of illusion had progressed further than before and after the…-
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For a moment, many pictures flashed in Adam's mind as he started reminiscing of the far past. The way Natasha and him met. Simply stranger, students of the same faculty. The one who took the first place from him. Natasha had always been intriguing and fascinating. Like a princess standing above everyone and unreachable by the common people. A flower on a cliff. Destined to never be plucked by anyone. From strangers, the two became acquaintances, then friends, and finally, lovers. A journey of three years…
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The car was driving under the illumination of a moonlit night sky, the sun already vanishing beyond the horizon of the endless sea, letting the gently shining moon take over the task of illumination that belonged to the humongous celestial body. Inside the car, the atmosphere was weirdly tense for a very weird reason, said reason was… "You are keeping the blindfold on, right?" "Yes, I am…" "No cheating, okay?" "Don't worry, I am a man of my word." Currently, the one driving the supercar…
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After the two of them finished their delicious food, they both released a sigh of contentment from their lips. A sigh that was filled with both happiness but also traces of sadness and remorse. After all, they had managed to eat something that they would have never tasted in their entire life no matter how strong or rich they were or could become. Ahmadou was not the genre of cook who simply relied on the great ingredients he found through his adventure. Adam did not know how to explain this but…
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Thankfully, they did not have to wait long before the food and the beverages were placed one after another on the table before them for them to enjoy. "Normally, I should have served the drinks first, buut, for the plate that will follow you will have to eat it in this manner to extract the most flavor and enjoyment out of this meal." Opening the cover, Ahmadou smiled as he explained the platter before them. This, in essence, is nothing extraordinary per se. This is a simple arrangement that is, in…
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Adam and Natasha were seated at the center of the restaurant, giving them a perfect view of Ahmadou's work in his kitchen. One thing that was worth noticing was that despite watching him cooking at such a short distance, Adam could not smell anything. "One of the most important senses when eating is actually the sense of smell. Since I have many clients who have very developed noses, I installed this system to make the experience better for them." As if he could guess what he was thinking, Ahmadou spoke…
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When they reached the building which was on the outskirts of Los Angeles, near the Sea, Natasha opened her eyes wide at the scene that she was seeing before her. "You managed to get us a reservation in this place?" "You know of this place?" "Are you serious? Are you really asking if I know this place!?" Her voice became slightly high pitched than usual at the end of her words as if she couldn't believe Adam was asking such a question to her. "This place is simply legendary among the food connoisseurs…
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Listening to Natasha's words, Adam had to gaze at the painting once again, his mind wandering to the contents of her statement. The Black Death— Bubonic plague. It was one of the deadliest events in all of humanity's history. It wouldn't be wrong to call it an apocalypse and indeed it had also been labeled as one by multiple people throughout the centuries. Even if we were to base it on the scale of different apocalypses that Medusa had informed her back then, this event wouldn't fall short of anything…
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Outside, Natasha whistled when she saw the car Adam came to take her with. She was in no way a car connoisseur but she could recognize something expensive when she saw it at first glance. Her eyes had been trained to the way of the rich already. "Did you rob a bank or something?" "Not yet, I guess…" "Not yet huh… Hah. Indeed." Natasha suddenly remembered that Adam was indeed not someone who would be strapped for money like he was in the past. There were many cases about the damages Adam had caused…
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After Adam and Natasha left for their date, Aleksandra, who had been hiding behind the curtains of the mansion and eagerly watching Adam's reaction with unconcealed relish in her eyes, walked out from her spot with a quiet gait and went toward the place where the two big siblings were located. One of the reasons she had avoided Adam all this time was because she honestly felt quite a bit awkward meeting with him at this juncture. Knowing… who his mother was. She had a history with his mother, Cecilia…
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