God of Crime: Strongest Mafia Boss



Shuri's eyes twinkled and her breathing accelerated as she looked at Adam cumming in her stocking.

It was oh so dirty but at the same time a feeling of power like never before washed over her heart.

This was the first time in her entire life that she was given the "control" during a relationship and she was starting to realize that she loved it.

She thought back to the night before when Adam had been pulling her hair and slapping her ass while fucking her roughly.

During that time as well, she had been as excited as she was now if not more.

'My…It seems like I was really a huge pervert deep down.'

She smiled, not feeling like she had to be ashamed of her own feelings. Adam was the one who made her discover her own true personality and sexuality.

"Should we continue like this?"

She asked quietly, looking at his eyes.

To this Adam simply shrugged, "Losing the initiative is nice sometimes."

Adam wasn't particularly interested in being a sub but shaking things up was quite interesting. Even more so when it allowed her to see a new side of the prim and proper Shuri.

"Then, shall we continue?"

She asked with trepidation but Adam gave a sad smile, "We will sadly have to stop for now."

Shuri was not able to ask why before someone knocked on the door.

Her breath hitched for a moment before she started throwing curses.

This was the second time they were being interrupted just as things were starting to get interesting.

Thankfully, a kiss on her forehead allowed her to calm down a little bit.

"I will go."

"Wait…"

Adam smiled and put back his dick in his pants before leaving with the stocking.

Shuri tried to stop him but she was forced to stop herself when the door opened.

'Is he going crazy?'

Whoever was on the other side would have to be a complete and absolute retard to not understand that something fishy went on.

What followed though, surprised her more than anything.

The person on the other side, a girl with reddish hair, simply ignored Adam as he walked away and even waved at her with an impish smile before leaving.

Meanwhile, she came up to her and spoke as if a male had not just left her previously locked room while holding stockings that she currently wasn't wearing.

For a moment, she had a small headache. As she had the impression that something was trying to rewrite the scene in her mind.

"Are you alright?"

Looking up at the young girl, Shuri gave a strained smile, "Sorry, just a headache. How may I help you?"

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After reducing the stocking to ashes, Adam walked alone in the hallway of the campus.

He had been observing Shuri's reaction and thoughts and he was sure that she had been able to witness and understand what was happening.

'Genesis, what are the ways for humans to perceive the supernatural?'

[The Veil hides and distorts everything for normal humans. Only humans who have the gift of Abel. Humans who have supernatural blood but are only partially awakened or humans who went through a near-death experience can see the distortion or at least not be completely affected.]

Genesis knew that this was pretty important, [From my Data, I know humans found a way to actually see the supernatural by using science and different gadgets. But the way I quoted previously are what we can call the "Natural" way.]

'So for Shuri to have resisted the correction of the veil mean I am close.'

Adam pondered. It looked like Shuri was on the brink of starting to awaken as a supernatural creature like Sae was and like Sae, she had been affected by his sperm.

But what was the most defining factor?

The number of times they did it?

The amount?

Perhaps his feelings?

After all, vampires didn't change people into vampires if they did not want to.

'Take note, Genesis. Hypothesis 1. Intent is necessary for the transformation.'

This was a point worth exploring. If he could control who he actually changed, this would make it into a very useful power and he wouldn't have to worry about people stealing his blood and doing experiments with it.

"Anyway… How long do you plan to follow me?"

Adam stopped and turned around, looking clearly at a stop behind a tree.

At first, no one showed up but Adam waited patiently until a girl with black hair walked out.

[Affiliation: Great Wolf

Race: Werewolf]

"A maid of Natasha? No. I do not remember seeing you there. Who are you and What are you doing here?"

"I study here."

"Oh?"

"The Eldest young lady wishes to meet you?"

Adam frowned. "Eldest?"

Adam knew that Natasha had siblings. Though he had never really asked her about the composition of her family.

'Should be a Big sister or something like that.'

It wasn't hard to put two and two together to understand that it wasn't Natasha.

In the first place, she wouldn't have sent someone he didn't know and could have simply used his phone number.

This would have been much more civilized.

Adam was not in a really good mood now. Many thoughts were clustering his mind. So many that even his three minds were not enough to understand them all.

Now some pissy young lady was calling him to come like this.

'Calm down, Adam. Don't blow this out of proportion for anything. Perhaps she simply doesn't know how to call in a more polite way.'

He sighed and smiled at the servant, "I am sorry but I am quite busy right now. Though I would be delighted to meet that lady. I am sadly not able to. At least not now. We can make time for another day."

He nodded at her and turned back to start walking away. Happy to have been polite all the way in his words.

But he stopped a few moments when four more werewolves appeared all around.

Both men and women and both young and old.

He had been observing them since the start but thought they would simply go away.

He had been a little too hopeful it seemed.

Not like it mattered.

"So, is this the cliche situation where I am surrounded by a bunch of nameless nobodies and I show my obvious superiority?"

The woman, who seemed to be the leader, gave a bitter smile as if she didn't like the situation very much but also found his words ridiculous.

"We are extremely sorry but the eldest lady asked that you come. No matter what. We will be careful to not rough you up too much as you are the friend of the youngest lady."

Adam looked all around him expressionlessly. He had been prepared for the sneers and mockery but in all their thoughts all he could see was reluctance.

In the end, they were just workers following orders.

This put a smile on his mouth,

"You know what. Just for saying this. Your punishment will go down from broken limbs to simple bruises. After all — I don't wanna hurt the servants of Natasha's family."

The brawl, if it could be called so, ended as fast as it started.