"You’ve been corrupted! Hey, bad demon witch, get out of my best friend’s body right now!" Imari said dramatically, feigning exorcism gestures in Ren’s direction.
Ren couldn’t help but giggle at her friend’s theatrics, covering her mouth to stifle the sound.
"Just look at them," she said, gesturing toward the bed.
"Don’t they look so happy?"
Imari glanced back at the scene and hesitated, unable to deny it.
The way Ross’s women clung to him, their laughter, their contented moans—it all painted a picture of sheer ecstasy.
"…"
Imari couldn’t find the words to respond. But as much as she wanted to judge, she couldn’t ignore the heat pooling in her own body.
Her face flushed, and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
She could feel the dampness between her thighs, the itch she desperately wanted to scratch but couldn’t—not with Ren sitting right there beside her.
Forcing herself to stay composed, Imari released a shaky breath and tore her gaze away from the bed of lust.
"I don’t know what kind of future we’ve walked into, Ren," she murmured, her voice trembling slightly.
"But one thing’s for sure—it’s going to be… interesting."
Ren smiled at her friend, her heart pounding with anticipation.
She reached over and squeezed Imari’s hand, as if to say, We’ll face it together.
Neither of them fully understood what they were stepping into, but the thrill of the unknown was undeniable.
***
"We’re home!" Jasmine shouted in excitement as the front door swung open.
"See you later, Ross! I’m just going to bring these presents to my family." One by one, the girls departed with cheerful goodbyes, arms filled with colorful gift bags.
Soon, the house grew quieter, leaving only Ross, Althea, Ren, and Imari behind in the sprawling, luxurious mansion.
Hazel had, of course, left earlier that morning, catching the first available flight back to her boyfriend.
Not that Ross minded.
Hazel was his now—his woman, his possession—and no other man would ever touch her.
The thought brought a smirk to his face. He was confident he wouldn’t be wearing a green hat anytime soon.
The silence didn’t last long. Ross stretched lazily, rising from the plush couch as he glanced at the three women who remained.
"Who’s hungry?" he asked casually.
Althea tilted her head, a faint smile curving her lips.
Ren’s face lit up immediately, and Imari, despite trying to maintain a composed demeanor, couldn’t hide the gleam of excitement in her eyes.
"Me!" Ren chimed in enthusiastically.
"I could eat a whole cow right now."
Imari nodded, her soft voice following.
"Same here… I didn’t even realize how hungry I was."
"Well then, lucky for you," Ross said with a grin, "you’ve got a world-class chef in the house tonight."
Without waiting for their reactions, he disappeared into the kitchen, rolling up his sleeves.
The smell of sizzling butter and fragrant spices quickly filled the air, drifting into the living room and making the girls’ stomachs growl.
Ren peeked into the kitchen after a few minutes, her curiosity getting the better of her.
She gasped when she saw Ross moving effortlessly between the stove and counters.
"You look like you’ve done this a thousand times," she said with awe.
Ross glanced over his shoulder with a confident smile.
"I have my secrets. I just don’t have a big dick on me. I’m so much more than that. Hehehe."
Imari soon joined Ren, standing quietly beside her best friend as they watched Ross work.
The way he chopped vegetables with precision and seared meat to perfection was mesmerizing.
Even Althea, who had remained on the couch, couldn’t help but observe from afar.
There was something undeniably attractive about a man who could cook—especially when he made it look so effortless.
After nearly an hour, Ross emerged from the kitchen with a flourish.
Plates piled high with perfectly grilled steak, golden pasta, roasted vegetables, and freshly baked bread filled the dining table.
The girls’ eyes widened in amazement.
"Dinner is served," Ross announced proudly, gesturing for them to sit.
The first bite was met with stunned silence.
"Wow!" Imari finally exclaimed, her voice bursting with disbelief.
"I’ve never eaten something so delicious in my life! You’re an amazing cook, Ross!" Her perfect English carried a breathless tone of admiration.
Coming from a wealthy family, Imari had grown up eating the finest dishes from private chefs, but this… this was different.
Her taste buds exploded with flavors she didn’t think possible, and before she knew it, she was eating far more than she intended.
Tears glistened in her eyes as she savored every bite.
"Yum, I agree!" Ren chimed in, her voice muffled by the food she was shoveling into her mouth.
"Best food I’ve ever had!" She stuffed her pretty face with reckless abandon, utterly unconcerned with appearances.
Meanwhile, Althea ate more slowly, her movements graceful as ever.
She observed the younger girls with amusement, a soft smile tugging at her lips.
"Ross," she said after a while, "you really do have a way of surprising people."
Ross chuckled, leaning back in his chair as he watched them devour the meal he had prepared.
"There’s plenty more if you want seconds," he said.
"Don’t rush yourselves—we’re not running out of food anytime soon."
The girls didn’t need to be told twice.
Imari eagerly reached for another helping, her hunger seemingly insatiable. Ross watched her closely, a plan already forming in his mind.
The way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach, he mused. This method was second only to good sex of course.
He leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze lingering on Imari.
She was a challenge, no doubt—sheltered, spoiled, and used to being pampered.
But Ross thrived on challenges.
He had already claimed Hazel, and now his eyes were set on both Ren and Imari.
The meal continued, laughter and conversation filling the once-quiet house.
Ren teased Imari about eating too much, while Imari shot back with playful jabs.
Althea, ever the composed one, occasionally interjected with wry remarks that kept the younger girls on their toes.
As Ross watched the scene unfold before him, he couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of satisfaction.
The women around him—all unique, all beautiful—were his or soon to be like Imari.
Slowly but surely, he was building something here, something no one could take from him.
"Enjoy yourselves," he said with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. "There’s plenty more to come."
The girls laughed and continued eating, savoring every bite.
Ross looked at Ren, his heart pounding. He knew tonight would be special, a night she’d never forget.
***
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