"Many humans think they're the best, never realizing there are hundreds or even thousands who are better. Yet somehow, that's what makes humans seem special compared to other animals. How ironic…" ~ Raven Draxel
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"Ahhn! Push harder, Raven! Yes, right there! That's the spot!"
In a room with a reddish-pink interior, a beautiful woman let out a heart-rending moan.
She wasn't wearing a single piece of clothing, so her jade-like body was clearly visible.
Behind her, a handsome man continued to thrust his hips.
A wicked smile spread across his lips, as if he was thoroughly enjoying the woman's moans.
"I'm... I'm cumming!"
The woman closed her eyes as the sensation of climax spread throughout her body. Her thighs trembled violently before her body slumped onto the bed, panting heavily.
However, Raven didn't stop. Instead, he kept swaying his hips, which surprised the woman.
"R-Raven, what are you doing? S-Stop! I can't move anymore!" The woman begged hoarsely.
Tears welled up in the corners of her beautiful blue eyes.
"Want to end it like that? Sorry, Claren, but I haven't reached climax yet. Hold on for another hour," Raven replied, licking his upper lip.
"Another hour?" Claren's eyes widened in shock. "Impossible! My body will be destroyed!"
"Destroyed? That's even better, isn't it?"
Raven leaned his face toward hers and licked the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Isn't that what you want?" he whispered in her ear.
The hot touch of his breath caused Claren's heart to beat wildly.
The desire that had previously subsided flared up again inside her.
Her pupils took on the shape of love as she nodded desperately.
"Yes, you're right... please... please destroy me!" she exclaimed in a shrill voice.
Raven smiled slightly and quickened his movements.
The sound of Claren's melodious moans once again filled the room.
An hour and a half later...
"Hah... Hah... Hah..."
Lying motionless on the bed, Claren was gasping for breath. Her tongue was sticking out, while white liquid continued to drip from her sensitive area.
Her legs and hips were trembling slightly—proof of how intense their lovemaking had been.
Raven sat on the edge of the bed, gulping down a bottle of cold water.
"Huff… I'm tired, but my body's still full of energy," he whispered, staring at his muscular right arm.
Building a strong physique required constant exercise.
And with a job that demanded satisfying lonely women, he couldn't afford to slack off.
The results were clear—he could go for more than ten rounds. Even that felt barely enough.
Unfortunately, no woman could handle that level of intensity. Most passed out between the fifth and seventh rounds.
Only Claren had managed eight rounds without completely losing consciousness.
Raven closed the bottle and set it on the nightstand beside the bed.
He turned to Claren, who was still in a doggy-style position, and patted her plump buttocks.
"Wake up. We have to check out immediately. If the staff finds us, it'll be a problem."
"Ugh…" Claren moaned weakly, lifting her heavy head.
Her makeup was smudged, but it didn't lessen her beauty. Her blonde hair was slightly messy and tangled.
"What time is it now?" she asked weakly.
Raven opened his smartphone and replied casually, "It's already ten o'clock at night."
Claren's eyes widened in surprise at his answer.
"Ten o'clock at night!? Damn! I forgot that my husband would be home soon!"
She hurried to her feet but felt weak. She stumbled backward, only to be caught quickly by Raven.
"Be careful. If you get hurt and die here, I'll be blamed," he grumbled.
Claren blushed, then pursed her lips in annoyance at his words.
"Your words are cruel, you know?" she protested.
Raven rolled his eyes and helped her stand up straight.
"Put on your clothes. Don't forget to clean yourself up first. Otherwise, your husband will notice something strange about you."
Having said that, Raven walked forward and took his coat, then wore it.
A sense of warmth spread throughout Claren's body. She covered her beautiful, voluptuous body with a blanket and whispered, "Thank you. Can we meet again?"
Her eyes radiated clear hope. After having sex with Raven, she realized that she would never be able to enjoy it with her husband again.
In terms of stamina and skill, Raven was truly extraordinary. Throughout her life, she had only ever reached climax five times.
It sounded strange, but that was the truth. However, tonight, she managed to reach fifteen climaxes in a row—a first for her.
She finally understood what it truly meant to be a woman.
Raven glanced at her and said, "Of course we can. But don't forget the payment."
Without another word, he walked out of the room.
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The night wind swept in from all directions, and Raven shivered.
"Even with my coat on, I still feel cold. Could it be fake?" he wondered, staring at his black coat. "But it cost three hundred dollars… it can't be fake."
A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he shook his head.
He stopped at a roadside food stall and bought a bowl of ramen to eat on the way home.
When his order was ready, he walked over to a bench on the sidewalk.
The area was quiet, so he could enjoy the moment alone while checking his earnings for the week.
"Fifty thousand dollars? Tsk… if those office workers knew, they'd probably go crazy," he whispered, chuckling softly.
His name was Raven Draxel, and he had been a scoundrel for three years.
His job was simple—satisfying lonely women through a special app called "Matching," launched four years ago.
The concept was similar to prostitution, but in this case, the men provided the service.
Of course, Raven wasn't uneducated. He held a master's degree in psychology from the country's most prestigious university.
Unfortunately, finding a job after graduation had been difficult, and he had spent a year unemployed.
Rather than doing nothing, he chose to become a "bastard," using his skills to manipulate women and extract money from them.
With his 1.9-meter height and handsome looks, Raven had become an idol for women on the Matching app.
"Tsk… fifty women have booked me? Aren't they too greedy?"
Raven smirked as he scanned the list of names and read their descriptions one by one.
There was a nurse, a nutritionist, the wife of a high-ranking official, and even a secretary at an international company.
All of them offered high prices just for a chance to be with him.
"Well, this is perfect. At least I won't be short of money for the next few years," he whispered, a playful glint in his eyes.
As he enjoyed his meal while scrolling through his smartphone, a sharp spotlight suddenly flashed from the side, followed by a loud honk.
HONK! HONK!
Raven instinctively turned and saw a two-meter-tall truck speeding toward him.
"Huh?"
Before he could react, the truck hit him.
Boom!