As he approached, Nolan noticed Eliza standing with her arms crossed, a pose that inadvertently highlighted her generous breasts even more. Her face was red with irritation, and her eyes gleamed with a mix of rage and frustration.
"Hey, how could you just leave me on that dirty floor like that? You could have at least carried me to a better place!" she complained, leaning forward toward Nolan.
Her breasts swayed sensually with the movement, and while she complained so annoyingly, her cleavage was the only thing on the man's mind.
"Seriously, how could you do this to me! You need to know how to treat a lady!" She continued to complain for much longer than necessary.
However, the girl didn't notice that Nolan's eyes were fixed on her breasts, swaying with every energetic movement.
"And why should I arrange a marriage between you and my sister? How can you just fuck me like that, leave me behind, and then want to marry my fucking sister? What's wrong with you? Why didn't you ask me to marry you?"
Nolan continued to ignore her words, his focus entirely elsewhere. He only snapped back to reality when he realized she had also noticed where he was looking.
"Are you listening to me?" she yelled, stamping her foot on the ground. "Or are you just staring at my tits?"
Nolan finally looked at her face, but his expression was one of boredom. He wasn't interested in her complaints. To him, Eliza was just a convenient bitch.
How could he have feelings for someone who had been beating him just a day ago? The only crazy one there was Eliza, who, for some reason, believed she had any right to speak to Nolan that way.
"Indeed, they are good breasts," he said, in a good mood after seeing her tits. "Since you seem stressed, I can fuck you one more time; perhaps it will relieve the stress."
"What are you saying?"
"Simple, I'm offering you the pleasure of feeling my enormous cock raping your perverted pussy once more. I'd take advantage of this offer if I were you, because after I start my harem, I won't have time for a second-rate whore."
From the moment he arrived in this world, Nolan had already been considering the possibility of a harem.
After all, there were so many dissatisfied women, and the few men who might compete with him were utterly pathetic. So, building a harem seemed only natural.
He took a step forward, pressing his erection against the girl's stomach while firmly gripping her ass. This time, he didn't even activate his ability; just the memory of their incredible previous encounter was enough to make Eliza's legs tremble.
"First of all, I had no reason to wait for you to wake up," he said coldly. "Second, I'm not your little boyfriend, and I'm certainly not your doormat. So when you speak to me, show some respect."
He slapped her hard across the face, sending her crashing to the floor. But this time, she didn't feel pleasure, only a suffocating mix of sadness and frustration as she realized Nolan was looking at her like trash.
But could she really blame him?
He was simply treating her the same way she had treated him for years. Yet, despite that logic, she couldn't stop the tears from welling up. She didn't even fully understand why she was crying, just that an overwhelming tide of humiliation and despair was crushing her.
"Shut up already," Nolan snapped, unmoved. "I'll make this simple: obey my commands properly, and I won't hurt you. Disobey, and I'll make sure you regret it."
Fear shot through her body as those dominant, ruthless eyes locked onto hers. She understood exactly what he meant.
"Now, if you don't want to piss me off further, bow right now."
A shiver ran down Eliza's spine. She knew she had no choice. Slowly, she prostrated herself completely, assuming a position of absolute submission. Her forehead pressed against the dirty floor as she swallowed every last shred of pride.
Nolan stepped closer and delivered a sharp, stinging slap to her exposed ass, the impact sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She bit back a moan, terrified that even that might displease her master.
"Get up," he ordered.
And she obeyed immediately.
Nolan approached her, his eyes tracing every curve of her body. He knew she was completely under his control, and that excited him. He gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"You're mine," he said, his voice a low whisper. "And I'll use you however I want. Understood?"
Eliza nodded, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and desire. She couldn't deny that, in some twisted way, this situation aroused her. The way Nolan dominated her, his confidence and power, made him unlike any man she'd ever known.
A satisfied smirk played on Nolan's lips. She was utterly his, and that was exactly what he wanted. He leaned in, his lips almost brushing hers…
"Good girl," he murmured, but instead of the kiss she craved, he pulled away. "Now, do as you're told. Immediately."
"Okay," she whispered weakly, accepting her place. "But… that offer you made earlier… does it still stand?" Her voice trembled as she referred to Nolan's promise to fuck her.
He studied her for a moment, then sighed. Truthfully, she did have an incredible pair of tits; it'd be a waste not to enjoy them.
"You're lucky you've got nice tits," he said, groping her roughly. "But first, tell me how much of what I ordered you've actually done."
"I already told my brother not to say a word about what happened, not that he'd want to admit he got beaten up. As for your mother, I contacted someone I know, but… it might take a little time."
"Make it quick," Nolan said, his voice low and commanding.
Eliza nodded, promising to do her best.
"And your sister?" he pressed
"Well..." she hesitated. The girl really didn't like the idea, but under Nolan's irritated gaze, she finally said, "I'll inform my father and mother of my decision immediately. I'll force an arranged marriage."
Hearing what she said, Nolan realized he would be stepping on the girl's feelings if he did that. And since Linda was a good girl, he'd rather not have to.
"Actually, for now, just have her go on a date with me, if possible, tomorrow after four in the afternoon."
"Understood," Eliza immediately pulled out her phone and started typing. And after pressuring her poor sister, she completed her mission. "Done, you two are going out tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay," he said, opening his front door, but seeing the clothes scattered around his house, he remembered something. "But first, I'll give you the honor of going on a date with me and being my wallet for the rest of the night."
As much as Nolan wanted to earn his own money, he really needed new clothes, as well as a few other things.