The Young Master in the Shadows - Chapter 26: Linda

I fell into a romance fantasy game full of dreams and hopes.But the genre was not what it seemed or said to be…---Alternative: I Possessed a Terminally-ill Instructor In a Romance Fantasy

WARNING: Mature Content; BDSM

“You are not afraid someone else might see you holding that?” he chuckled, amused that she even tried to lie. He can see through her excuses.

She dropped the book on a nearby table and started walking towards the door. “Fine, I won’t take it then,” she was all red as she conceded.

“I’m not saying you can’t learn,” he followed her. “You just need the right companion for it,” he said seriously.

She blushed, not able to tell if he is just teasing her or if he is serious about it. She made the mistake of looking back.

She was shocked at how close they are, she took a step back and find herself trapped behind the door and this giant of a knight.

“Then, I should ask around for someone to teach me in that department,” she said, trying to keep a straight face.

His eyes darkened, his bright gold eyes turning into dangerous murky gold. He placed his palm against the door, completely trapping her as he grinned.

“Do you wish to try that then, with someone, my queen?” if only she wasn’t clueless, she should have seen he wasn’t kidding.

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“Of course, I told you I am naturally curious. As a matter of fact, I’ll try that with someone as soon as we returned,” she continued with her lies and was interrupted only when he lunged forward and claimed her lips.

His hands were on her cheeks as he kissed her most passionately. Opening her lips to his tongue as he slides his tongue inside her mouth, tasting her and making her moan.

She felt scandalized by the sound she made so she tried to push him away. But he didn’t let her go, he grind his hips against hers rubbing his clothed cock with her still clothed but wet entrance.

Her skirt was lifted high as he made a thrusting motion, his hips gyrating with hers as their lower bodies rubbed together. The friction of the clothes they were still wearing brought her back as she said, “Don’t.”

He stopped when he heard her, then fixed her skirt and her hair, sniffing on her neck as he whispered, “If you really want to learn, I’ll be your partner, my queen. You need to learn from the best.”

She blushed and hurriedly opened the door running out of the castle and into the carriage. A smile formed on his lips as he looked at her panicked form climbing aboard her seat.

The MC transmigrates to the Narutoverse in the body of an orphan boy from the Senju clan, as a normal person from modern Earth he has little to no fighting experience, but luckily time is something he has a lot as Naruto is just 6 months old so, he can slowly build his strength to live a “Peace-full” life

Viktor was the youngest son of the richest and most powerful man in Russia.Anything he wants, he gets. No one dares to offend him, and every day, he's living a life of a king–Until apocalypse comes.His life is miserable! Or not.After spending two years hiding inside his luxurious Romanov bunker, living life the same old way full of alcohol, delicacies, and supermodels, he's finally forced to come out of his diamond turtle shell.Now, the world has become such a different place. His money, his friends, his status, all have been rendered useless.He was greeted with hordes of undead, mutated monsters, Alien technology, and superhumans that stood between him and his future.Fortunately, Viktor has found a Divine Artifact among his family's hidden treasure, The Djinn lamp that granted him the power to survive the new world.[You have received the spirit energy of stage two undead – level 10][You have received 3 points in endurance][You have received 5 points of spirit force][You have reached a breakthrough into a new realm]With his newfound power, will the young master survive the apocalypse? Or will it only push his luck until he dies?This is the story of an arrogant young master on the journey to find the best thing; luxury, power, and jade beauties even in the apocalypse