Chapter 140: Meeting Miyune again

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Meeting Miyune again

Everything faded into a relaxed sense of release as I stepped back into my apartment, carrying an unusually comfortable feeling.

Naturally, the thought of going to school was completely shoved aside; for me, those lectures and that stifling environment had never stopped being boring. The next target on my priority list would undoubtedly be the newly introduced actress. Once I wrapped everything up here, I would shift my focus to the other side to see how interesting things were over there.

Suddenly, the familiar tune from the phone in my breast pocket rang urgently. I pulled out the device, swiping my finger to answer the incoming call.

"Hello?"

[Hugo? Want to hang out? Long time no see.] Glow’s enthusiastic voice echoed from the other end of the line.

"Of course I do, come pick me up fast."

[Alright, wait for it.]

Just a few minutes later, Glow’s convertible super-car was speeding like a bullet through the streets. I sat in the passenger seat, casually enjoying the cool breeze sweeping past my hair.

"How have things been lately? How’s business progressing, my friend?" I turned to ask while the car glided along.

Glow let out a hearty laugh, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

"It’s about to officially launch. Once everything settles down by then, I’ll tell you all the details." Pausing, he smirked with a suggestion, "So how about tonight? Fancy hitting the nightclub for a few drinks to unwind?"

"Sure, let’s go."

A short while later, Glow and I arrived at one of the most bustling entertainment hotspots. Here, the sound from the massive speaker system completely overwhelmed every voice and laugh, and multi-colored laser beams shot across the space. Hundreds of people were swaying and dancing wildly to every beat of the bass pounding against their chests.

"This place is really crowded," I murmured, observing my surroundings.

Suddenly, my gaze drifted toward the high elevated platform in the distance. Up there, a female DJ was fluidly hyping up the crowd. She possessed an irresistibly charming appearance in a sexy bunny outfit, her long, slender legs encased in bright red high heels and embraced by a provocative pair of fishnet stockings.

We found an empty table, sat down, and ordered drinks. As a regular of this place, Glow’s mere appearance attracted the attention of many surrounding girls. Before long, a crowd gathered around our table to chat and make advances.

However, amidst the surrounding crowd, my attention was entirely hooked by the female DJ up above. Looking closer at her face under the stage lights, I couldn’t help but be surprised. It was Miyune—a woman whose every feature was intimately familiar.

Hesitating for a moment in my mind, the final decision ultimately leaned toward personal selfishness. I was ready to scrap my previous promise just to target her one more time. After all, there was no second woman in this world who possessed a body with such an exquisitely tight vulva and top-tier sexual skills.

"Hey Glow? When are you planning to head back?" I turned, leaning close to his ear and speaking loudly amidst the deafening music.

Glow pondered for a moment and replied:

"Up to you, whenever you feel bored we can head back. I’m pretty free today anyway."

I put on a short, exaggerated yawn, clearly showing boredom.

"So boring, I don’t like the vibe here at all."

Glow looked hesitant, trying to think of another venue.

"That’s tough, didn’t expect you not to vibe with this place. So how about..."

I shook my head, cutting him off and pretending to have business:

"Never mind, I’ve got some personal matters to take care of anyway. How about we make it up another time?"

Glow sighed, showing regret.

"What a shame, guess we’ll leave it for another day then. Let me grab the car and drop you back at your apartment."

When the super-car dropped me off right at the lobby of my apartment building, I waited until Glow’s car was completely out of sight, then immediately returned to my own vehicle, stepped on the gas, and sped right back toward the nightclub.

Stepping through the grand doors once again, the mixed noise slammed straight into my ears. I wove through the crowd, pushed close to the elevated platform where Miyune was standing, and pretended to sway along with the music like any ordinary customer.

As the track ended, Miyune looked down and froze completely. Her expression shifted, revealing sheer panic as she recognized that the person standing in the front row was none other than me. I smiled, raising my hand to wave gently at her like an old acquaintance.

Knowing she couldn’t escape, Miyune tried to keep her cool to transition the track to the next DJ. The moment she handed over the spot, she immediately spun around and bolted like she was running for her life into the backstage area.

With her poor stamina, fleeing through those winding hallways was nothing more than a joke against my speed. Before long, I blocked the pathway, cutting off Miyune’s retreat entirely.

"Long time no see." I smirked.

Miyune pressed flat against the wall, her gaze fixing on me with the exact same fury and chilling coldness as before.

"You bastard..."

I put on an indifferent attitude, taking another step to close the distance.

"You’re wearing such a charming outfit today, it suits you very well." I swept my eyes, appraising her from head to toe.

Miyune panicked, spinning around to try to escape, hastily pulling out her smartphone with the intent of calling her husband to rescue her. Quicker than lightning, I grabbed her wrist, snatching the phone completely out of her reach in a flash.

"Don’t panic so much, I’m not going to do anything to you."

Miyune glared at me with an expression full of hostility and helplessness.

"If you’re not going to do anything, why the hell are you stalking me?"

I chuckled softly, my tone casual yet carrying an implicit threat:

"I just want us to relive a few memories, just like last time."

Hearing that, Miyune grew so angry her entire body trembled, her hands clenching into tight fists.

"Didn’t you give your word of honor that you would never show your face in front of me again?!"

I slowly shook my head, chuckling at her naivety.

"That was a different matter, and right now between us is a different transaction."

Miyune narrowed her eyes at me with extreme suspicion.

"Don’t tell me... the guy who came with Glow tonight is you?"

"Spot on," I smirked triumphantly. "He’s busy with his own business, while I hold all the initiative."

I raised a finger, emphasizing every word:

"Your current husband works as a debt collector for a criminal syndicate, right? Too bad I happen to have enough financial muscle to influence the entire police force in this district. If I casually pick up the phone and give them a call, how do you think your husband’s life in prison is going to turn out?"

Miyune’s eyes widened, her complexion turning pale with anger and fear. She glared at me with a gaze as sharp as a betel nut knife:

"Bastard... You really are a shameless monster!"

"Therefore," I leaned in close to her ear, whispering gently, "if you obediently serve me well, I’ll magnanimously spare your husband."

"And remember this well, you have to serve with total enthusiasm, just like the way you do it with your own husband."

Miyune bit her lip so hard it bled, her face darkening with resentment. She understood clearly that she had fallen entirely into the weaker position, blackmailed by someone who would stop at nothing. Refusing meant driving her family to the brink of disaster.

"So... what is your answer?" I asked with a winning smile on my face.

Miyune took a deep breath, her hands hanging down in desperate surrender.

"Fine... I agree to do as you say."

I laughed with amusement, clapping in applause.

"Haha, that’s more like it, sensible beauties are always much cuter."

Miyune tried to regain her composure, maintaining the professional air of an underground deal.

"Then follow me to the private lounge."

I frowned slightly, asking guardedly: "Is that room actually safe?"

Miyune nodded affirmatively:

"Rest assured, the soundproofing is great, absolutely no noise leaks out. Me and two other DJs booked this room as a complete package from a wealthy patron for three consecutive days, so this is an exclusive area reserved just for me."

"What about your husband?" I glanced over questioningly.

"He’s busy collecting debts in another region, he won’t be coming back here."

I chuckled softly, using a mischievous hand to stroke Miyune’s plump, rounded buttocks while she walked ahead to lead the way.

Miyune paused, turning her head to shoot a dissatisfied glance at my wandering hand.

"If you want to touch, wait until we’re inside the room."

I laughed out loud with excitement.

"I’m just too impatient." Looks like the pleasure from the greatest vulva of my life was about to entirely belong to me once again.

Stepping into the spacious and luxurious lounge, Miyune quickly shut the heavy door behind her and turned the lock tightly from the inside, completely cutting off the noisy, bustling world outside.

She walked quickly toward the wooden cabinet against the wall, pulled open the lower drawer, and retrieved a box of brand-new condoms. Miyune turned around, holding the box out in front of me with a questioning gaze mixed with a hint of shyness:

"Do you... want to use a condom?"

I laughed casually, shaking my head and flatly refusing without a second thought:

"Of course not. We didn’t use one last time either. I want to feel your body to the absolute fullest, I have to savor every single bit of your amazing pussy."

Hearing that crude and possessive response, Miyune shot me a sharp, annoyed glare, her lips pressing together as she muttered softly:

"Pervert, you’re always thinking about that stuff..."

Saying that, she looked down at the somewhat skimpy and provocative outfit she was still wearing, then looked up to ask further:

"What about this bunny outfit? Do you want me to take it off?"

I slowly glued my eyes to her, appraising her from head to toe once more. The bunny outfit hugging the curves of her body combined with the bright red fishnet stockings highlighted her fair skin and breathtakingly sexy figure. Especially the long bunny ears standing upright on top of her head, under the dim lighting, adding an even more lewd and sensual touch.

"No need," I smirked cunningly, "keep it on. You look drop-dead gorgeous wearing this."

Miyune nodded slightly, saying nothing more. She turned around and walked toward the large bed in the middle of the room.