“Ah!” A moan escaped the woman’s mouth as she slightly lifted her buttocks.


    Disying how beautiful her backside was to y with and teasing her master to be more aroused by her. If her master was pleased, the money she would receive would be even greater.


    Meanwhile, her master continued to thrust without paying attention to the woman’s moans and cries. To him, they were just instruments to satisfy his desires. Whenever he needed them, he could easily obtain them.


    Just like now. While ying golf with excitement, winning more frequently either because his opponents were pathetic or he was too skillful, he didn’t care. As his hand reached in to retrieve the ball that fell into the hole at the end, in his fantasy, that hand yed in a wet, slick ce, gripping its fingers tightly. And…


    “Rara,e here,” hemanded one of the caddy girls who faithfully apanied him.


    The girl’s attire was extremely revealing. Her red polo shirt intentionally left unbuttoned, revealing her perfectly protruding chest beneath the garment. Not to mention the skirt and pants she wore, everything looked beautiful and captivating to anyone whoid eyes on them.


    Including Jimmy.


    “Yes, sir,” Rara softly replied. She deliberately approached seductively, trying to be as enticing as possible. She yed with her long, blonde hair and provocatively nibbled her lips. Ever since her name was called, she knew her master needed her as a ymate on this lush field.


    No matter how many eyes were watching them, Jimmy Lee never received anyints. The women around him didn’t seem to have any shame in offering themselves to him. Because everyone in the grand mansion knew that anyone by Jimmy Lee’s side was taken care of. Who wouldn’t want that?


    Including Rara.Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    “Take off all your clothes,” Jimmy ordered while leaning on his golf club. He had already taken off his glove. The ball he had retrieved had rolled somewhere. “Serve me now.”


    A wide smile appeared on Rara’s face. Without much protest, she slowly removed each piece of clothing clinging to her body. Her breasts, still supported by a redce bra, looked full and swayed along with their owner who was busy taking off her skirt and shoes.


    Jimmy grinned slyly. Impatiently, he pulled Rara’s face closer. He roughly kissed her previously red-lips ticked lips. Greedily. Without pause. Without caring if Rara might run out of breath because of his actions. He never treated the women he rode on gently.


    But Rara didn’t want toin. It wasn’t the first or second time she had serviced Jimmy Lee. Initially, she felt obligated, but as time went on, she became infatuated. Besides, there was no harm in indulging Jimmy Lee’s desires.


    After all, she had a lot of money because of it.


    Her fingers, now coated in matching red polish to her uniform, began to explore Jimmy’s broad chest. He was still wearing a ck polo shirt paired with dark brown pants, which made his appearance even more attractive. Rara admitted, Jimmy Lee was handsome. Unfortunately, he was unattainable.


    “I don’t want to be naked, idiot!” Jimmy snapped, apanied by a strong tug on Rara’s long hair. “I still have another meeting.”


    Grimacing in pain, Rara concealed it with her wide smile. “I’m sorry, sir.” Then her hand reached the ce where Jimmy wanted to be satisfied. “As a sign of my apology.” She squatted down, loosening Jimmy’s belt slightly.


    His pants, worn by the man, were gradually undressed, but notpletely removed. Just enough to free Jimmy’s property perfectly.


    Rara’s eyes didn’t stray anywhere else but enjoyed how Jimmy’s member stood erect in front of her face.


    “Hurry up, Ra!” Jimmy tugged on the girl’s hair. Without dy, the girl extended her tongue as if savoring an ice cream on a hot day, so pleasurable and full of sensation. With her mouth, Rara skillfully yed with Jimmy’s member, moving in a rhythmic motion. She started slowly, asionally ncing up to ensure Jimmy was enjoying her actions.


    The man closed his eyes and let out a soft groan. Under the shade of a lush tree, with a gentle breeze and a serene atmosphere apanied by bird chirping, Rara continued her actions.


    Jimmy seemed to enjoy what Rara was doing. As evidenced by him firmly holding Rara’s head as his member entered her mouth. He pushed forcefully for a perfect fit. This action made Rara widen her eyes and nearly choke.


    But Jimmy didn’t care.


    “Get up,” Jimmymanded, immediately obeyed by Rara. “Bend over.” He gave further instructions.


    “Ouch!” Rara eximed as one of Jimmy’s fingers forcefully prated her unprepared entrance. But Jimmy didn’t care. And that finger began its actions, pleasuring Rara with a different kind of madness. Meanwhile, Jimmy’s other hand was busy squeezing her breasts, which swayed in rhythm with her body’s movements.


    “Oh, Jimmy!”


    Jimmy grinned. “Continue, you bitch.” He enjoyed every time a woman under his control moaned his name. He continued making the woman tremble towards climax only through his touch. He held Rara’s back to keep her bent over while he kept moving.


    “Ah!” Even with just his fingers, why did Rara reach her climax?


    Was it because those fingers skillfully yed inside her? Before the sensation subsided, she felt something else entering her. This time, it was much harder and… longer. “Oh, Jimmy!” she moaned while gripping the tree in front of her tightly.


    This was what the master was about to embark on. Pleasuring her until her knees felt weak, devoid of energy, and overwhelmed because Jimmy was not easily satisfied. Especially after the climax she had just experienced. She wasn’t really ready, but Rara couldn’t protest.


    Besides, it seemed like Jimmy enjoyed the moment when he started moving with his real member, after the woman had been satisfied once.


    The moans and groans mixed with the sound of the wind rustling through branches and leaves became an inevitable part that often urred in Jimmy’s residence. However…


    “Boss!” One of his trusted men ran over, his face filled with panic. He didn’t want to disturb the event his boss was enjoying, especially with Rara, the woman who had been frequently with Jimmytely.


    “You bastard!” Jimmy quickly withdrew his member. “If it’s not important, do you know the punishment for interrupting me?!” Jimmy snapped.


    Dani, Jimmy’s trusted man, immediately bowed in fear. “I apologize, Boss.”


    “What’s the matter?” Jimmy still refused to calm his anger. Earlier, he was just moments away from reaching the peak of pleasure on the golf course with Rara. Unfortunately, Dani interrupted them. It was such bad luck. He suddenly felt a headacheing on and massaged his temples in frustration. “Speak up, what is it?!”


    “Somebody broke through the main gate.”


    Jimmy’s anger doubled.


    “I received news that the person is Samuel, the ruler of the Southern Region.”


    ***[]***


    Beatrice didn’t know how to express herself. She couldn’t believe that Hera was standing in front of her. Hera’s arrival had caused amotion earlier, as Anne-whom Beatrice hadn’t seen in a long time-came rushing in. She hurriedly went to her post followed by several unfamiliar people to Beatrice.


    And there was Hera.


    When Hera entered the house, she didn’t pay attention to her surroundings. It was understandable that she didn’t know Beatrice was there. She sat with Ute while watching a TV drama in the living room. Beatrice didn’t immediately call out to Hera because she needed to make sure. She followed Hera’s steps as she headed towards the right wing, where Anne worked.


    Eventually, Beatrice stopped in front of an open room. Inside, there were manyputer devices hanging and lit up, disying the entire Southern Region. Beatrice didn’t understand how there could be a room in this house that seemed like… God’s eye?


    “Beatrice?” Anne called out, somewhat startled to find the ck-haired girl at the door. “We’re busy.” She quickly closed the door but was swiftly stopped by Beatrice.


    “That… is it Sam, right?” Beatrice pointed to one section of the screen where a man was sitting casually. Next to him, Hugo was still holding his phone, indicating that he was ying games and didn’t want to stop.


    “Beatrice, get out,” Anne ordered.


    “No.” Beatrice pushed her way in. “I want to know what Sam is doing.”


    Anne sighed in frustration. Meanwhile, the girl next to Anne closely observed Beatrice’s arrival.


    “Beatrice?” Hera called out, looking at Beatrice with a puzzled expression. “Why… are you here?”


    “It turns out you were right, Ra!” Beatrice eximed. “I was afraid I mistook someone else.” She hugged her friend. “Why are you here? Beatrice grabbed Hera’s hand. “You should leave. This ce is dangerous, Ra.”


    Hera furrowed her brow. “Dangerous? If it’s dangerous, why are you here?”


    Beatrice didn’t expect her question to be turned back on her so innocently. “That…”


    “Beatrice, please, you stay outside,” Anne firmly requested.


    “I don’t want to!” Beatrice was not about to obey anyone’s orders, including Anne’s. “I want to know what Sam is doing out there.”


    “This is a dangerous mission!”


    Beatrice was not without cunning. She took out her phone that had been in her pocket since earlier. She made a phone call to the man she could still see on the screen in front of her. Sam reached into his pocket, grinning when he saw his phone.


    “What’s up?”


    “Where are you, big brother?”


    “Miss me, huh?”


    “I saw you on the monitoring screen. I don’t know what room this is, but can I be here? I won’t disturb.”


    Sam let out an annoyed grunt. The phone call immediately disconnected, leaving Beatrice astonished. But before her surprise could fade, she heard Sam’s voice booming loudly, and no one in the room dared to defy hismand.


    “Ompong, Yongki!” he called out immediately. Without waiting long, two people sought by Sam entered the room.


    “Yes, Boss!”


    “What was my order earlier?”


    Both Ompong and Yongki exchanged nces, feeling guilty for not obeying Sam’smand.


    “I don’t want to hear any excuses. Take Beatrice to the room. Never let her leave for any reason!”


    “Samuel!” Beatrice shouted, unwilling to ept it. “I don’t want to!”


    “Since when do you dare to defy me!”


    Even through the screen, Sam’s gaze was intimidating. His jaw clenched tightly, and his gritted teeth were clearly visible. “Get in,” he said again.


    “No,” Ompong called out, who was already by Beatrice’s side. “Come on, Miss. Let’s go to the room. Boss with boss angry, and we’ll all suffer.”


    It seemed like everyone in the room agreed with Ompong’s statement just now. They all looked at Beatrice with pleading eyes.


    “But I want to be with Hera.”


    Sam squeezed his eyes shut. “Do whatever you want!”


    “Come on, Ra. Come with me.”


    Hera, who had been feeling strange and amazed by everything that had happened, couldn’t say anything but follow Beatrice. Moreover, Anne nodded faintly as her guide here.


    However, before they couldpletely leave the room, the sound of a gunshot rang out, causing the screen that had previously disyed Sam and Hugo to experience interference.


    “Samuel!”