Life is a bitch that likes to kick us while we're down. Don't let it do so. Or at the very least not for free. - Lilith Encantado
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The ball flew through the air inches away from her face, the heavy smell of sweat and rubber filled her nostrils caused the frown on her flawless face to slightly deepen. For a brief moment, the girl wondered if it would've been a better idea to decline the offer instead. Not that it mattered now, she had already agreed to it after all.
Sighing in her head, her ashy blonde hair swayed along with her movements as her small, yet toned arms instinctively caught the ball. Then she ran, at a pace as fast as her tired legs could carry her, ignoring the burning sensation in her throat. Honestly speaking, this was nothing to her, she had been in worst situations when using the VR headset.
Even hers and the enemy team seemed so much slower compared to the monsters she had fought in [Infernum], her favourite VRMMORPG. Although her physical traits did not come close to how she was in the game, her senses which had been honed in many battles put her in a very advantageous situation.
The others could not even keep up with her, much less take the ball from her hands. Everytime a defender came near, she'd quickly spin around to get past them. Just like that, soon she was able to approach the basketball hoop. Putting all the strength she could muster into her legs, she leapt up, throwing the ball with accuracy none could ever hope to match given the distance.
The ball bounced on the rim, circling around it a few times before falling awkwardly into the hoop. Successfully named her school the new champion of the tournament. And it didn't take long for the people betting on her win to chant her name in succession, followed by cheers from all sides. Weirdly enough, most of these cheers did not include any of her teammates, only her alone.
It was quite understandable when one took into consideration that she pretty much won the entire tournament by herself.
Her teammates were inexperienced and weak with little to no practice. It wouldn't be an overstatement to say they were literally dead-weights to her the entire season. At least it was all over now. She wouldn't be participating in the next season, she had made that clear enough. In fact, if it wasn't due to her pushover nature, she wouldn't have participated ever.
"Lilith, we did it!" As the young teenager, Lilith, silently thought over what to eat this evening, a cheerful voice called out, interrupting her thoughts. Lilith turned towards the source of the voice and was rewarded with a huge pair of breasts, squishing against her face. That wonderful feeling made all the tiredness, all the bullshit she had to deal with throughout the season seem so worth it.
As Lilith looked at the brunette hugging her, a soft smile that not even she knew she was capable of showing graced her beautiful face.
Mischief flashed in her eyes before she drew closer and closer until their lips touched. The sudden kiss caused the brunette to shudder not only in nervousness but also anticipation. "Yes, we won..." Lilith stopped, her breath gently tickled the brunette ear as she continued in whispers. "And I believe you owe me my reward, love."
Of course, Lilith didn't yell out these words, but she did not attempt to hide it either. Thus, her obvious flirtation was seen and heard by everyone nearby, making the other teammates' faces burn red as they took off one after another. "Y-Yes! I'll pay you back, but not here okay?" The brunette stuttered, her misty eyes seemed as if she was about to cry from shyness.
"Well, I've been waiting all season, guess a bit more won't hurt." Lilith chuckled, a devilish smile that didn't fit her innocent and childish image crept up. Her hands ran up the brunette's thighs, then she took off into the changing room, thinking to change out of her sweaty uniform and now wet panty.
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Lilith stood still, looking at the old, worn out name tag on her locker. Lilith Encantado - It said. Droplets of water were rolling down her smooth white skin and her sleek blonde hair was freely let loose. She only wore a tight skin short and a sport bra, both black. Rather than pretty, the current her had an air of sexiness that was hard to ignore, the innocence and childishness were long gone.
Roughly drying her hair with a towel, Lilith pulled open her locker. Inside were a collections of souvenirs, all proof of her eventful high school life. Among them was a picture of her biggest crushes, taken months ago when she had snuck off on her own to go to their concert. It resulted in a month of no allowance and being grounded, but she had no regrets.
Just thinking back to those few days made her shudder in pleasure. Juices started to overflow down her crotch, wetting her panty. Good thing she always brought backup panties. One might think she was weird for doing this, and in truth having such a high sex drive really wasn't normal, but there was no helping it, she was born this way after all. Beside, she'd rather be called a weirdo than a pervert.
Though perharps it didn't matter much. She was already quite famous in the school for her loose lifestyle. As much as she hated to admit it, walking around town with a wet panty somehow seemed strangely exciting to her, if one didn't take into account how uncomfortable it would be. Immersed in her thoughts once more, Lilith took up her bag and left.
Her teammates had asked her if she'd like to go celebrating with them, but she had other plans. She was going to come home, lie on her bed and log into [Infernum], it had been weeks since she last did this and she was dying to venture the world the game had to offer using her ungodly strength once more. Sex and socializing could wait. It's gaming time.
It was dark when she got out. Everyone seemed to have either gone home or left to celebrate. Only a night guard was still there to do his job. The guard was a young man, his eyes shone with admiration the moment he saw her. Lilith, feeling the pair of eyes on her back, turned to face the young guard. Before she could say anything, he shakily pulled out a piece of paper and a pen.
Stolen novel; please report.
"C-Can I have your signature?" He was shaking, fear of being rejected evident in his blue pupils. Seeing no reason to refuse, Lilith shot him a soft, business smile and took the pen. Just as she was about to sign the paper, she saw a black SUV out the corner of her vision. For a brief moment surprise could be seen on her face before it was replaced by an annoyed scowl.
Quickly, she finished writing her signature, gave back the young guard his pen and jogged towards the car. "Young miss." The middle-aged man driving the car greeted, he opened the door and let her slip in. "What does he want." Not wanting to waste more time, Lilith asked, hostility quite literally dripping from her voice.
"I do not know. I was only ordered to get miss after the tournament." The man replied, getting into the driver seat and drove away. Thus, Lilith could only sit back unsure what to think, her questions remained unanswered. No doubt whatever that man wanted from her wouldn't be something she approved of, that at least she was sure of it.
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Standing alone in the elevator, Lilith impatiently tapped her feet. She ransacked through her bag, looking for the cigarette she was sure she left somewhere in there. She herself wasn't much of a smoker, but she knew how much that man hated smoking. If she could annoy him, then what was this bit of discomfort?
Soon after, the elevator reached its destination. Lilith got out, ignoring the beautiful, yet unfamiliar woman wearing business suit who was about to talk to her, and walked into the room further down the hall. Once there, she kicked open the door, wisps of smoke from her cigarette wafted all over due to her violent movements.
"How many times must I tell you? Knock before you come in." An annoyed voice echoed, boucing against the walls. Until this day, Lilith had never understood why he liked this design so much when be himself didn't enjoy the loudness. Not that she cared. If he wanted to torture himself, she wouldn't mind. Though she honestly wished she wouldn't have to suffer along everytime.
As the echoes died down, Lilith stared at the man across her. He was sitting behind an obviously expensive wooden desk. Brown hair with a hint of greyness, that vicious face that she was oh-so familiar with. She looked at him, clearly irritated, and threw out everything in her bag. Then she showed the man the now empty bag and said, a mocking smile plastered on her face. "Do you see this, father? That's how much fuck I give to you and your damned complaints!"
The man, her father squinted his eyes at her provocation yet remained calm and collected. "I see you haven't fixed that foul mouth of yours yet." He said, fixing his glasses in a calm manner. This small action of him was not taken well by Lilith as she cursed. "Fuck you, asshole." While giving him a middle finger.
None of them said anything after that. An uncomfortable silence descended upon the two as they silently had a staring contest. Finally, Lilith sighed out loud, roughly ruffling her hair as she sat on the couch opposite to her father. "So what do you want." She asked.
"You should know I've been quite close wi-" Lilith interrupted, glaring at her father. "Get to the fucking point!"
"Fine, I want you to marry Jason." He calmly replied, yet the repeated tappings of his fingers against the smooth desk betrayed that facade. It was clear that he was quite nervous, or at least stressed in some ways. "Jason, as in that womanizing scumbag? No way."
Already expecting this answer, he took off his glasses. "That's not your choice to make." His voice resounded like thunder near Lilith's ear. Trembling, her voice shook as she opened her mouth, fearing for the worst. "W-What do you mean?"
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Anna had been working in this company for weeks. The salary was nice, there was a canteen for the workers and the boss wasn't some perverted creeps so she'd call this a dream job. Today, like any others, she was organizing her boss' schedule when from the elevator came a young teenager.
Anna very much wanted to stop this girl, but her attempts to communicate were mercilessly ignored as the young girl charged towards her boss', the CEO's room. Unable to comprehend what had happened, Anna stood still, rooted in place. She thought of many things, wondering whether or not her boss would fire her after this.
Then she thought of how she'd fare if she was really fired. The other large companies would most definitely not want to take her in. After all, nobody would want someone who messed up only in the third week of their job. Her last choice would be those small, shady companies but then she doubted she'd do any better in those given her temper.
Sighing, Anna collapsed on her chair, the chair she was so proud of when she first got this job. Minutes later, the young intruder stormed out, her eyes were slightly red as she stared at Anna. "You're the new secretary, right?" As if compelled by something, Anna nodded nervously. Now that she had a look at the girl, she couldn't help but be in awe.
In her entire life, Anna had always been acknowledged as a beauty by everyone else. She had rarely ever seen someone who could compare to her in terms of appearance. But before this young girl, she felt so inferior. All those compliments she had recieved throughout her life suddenly seemed more like sarcastic remarks.
"I suggest you should change your job." The girl said, pointing her thumb at the door behind her. "That guy is bad news." Finished, she walked off leaving Anna who was still in a daze alone. Only after the girl had disappeared from view did Anna finally snap out of it. "Beautiful." That seemed to be the one word she could describe the goddess that had talked to her just now.