Manipulative Harem God

But ever self-reliant, Zhang Wei seized the hem of her blouse from the bottom and yanked it upward. "Move your hands up," he ordered, guiding her through the awkward process of removing the garment.

She never anticipated having to undress in such a personal manner.

The job requirements specifically called for a virgin woman!

But wasn't this harassment towards a virgin?

Luckily, she possessed a kind heart. Zhang Wei seemed to see the same, his gaze lingering on her heart.

Two voluptuous pairs of white mounds, grand and just the right size to fill his hands. They were barely contained, the milky white hue of her skin giving an alluring contrast to the delicate hint of pink virgin nipples.

"I didn't conduct your interview upon joining. Don't you think it's about time?" Zhang Wei hesitated, rather than diving straight into the discussion.

Lisa was taken aback, her face darkened with confusion. "Can't you just cut to the chase? Is foreplay really necessary?" she sighed in exasperation.

She suddenly felt a wave of shame wash over her as she realized the chilling air in the room and the escalating demands of the brother.

"This isn't foreplay," Zhang Wei 'gently' reminded her. "Remember, you are my secretary. Or do I need to jog your memory?"

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Lisa twitched, her eyes wide with shock, her cheeks flushing at the speed of light.

"Y-Yes, chairman," she reluctantly replied, her thoughts swirling internally.

"Good girl," Zhang Wei chuckled before diving straight in towards the bobbies.

"Wh—!?"

Lisa's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red like a ripe tomato as she locked eyes with Zhang Wei. "Ugh!? Don't embarrass me like this!" She protested, but Zhang Wei seemed determined to be a bully today.

Lisa's body stiffened as his teeth playfully nipped at her nipples, his tongue teasingly flicking through, while his hands skillfully squeezed and molded the soft flesh.

Lisa found herself seated on Zhang Wei's lap, their faces close, knees touching, with no escape in sight. She couldn't help but wonder if today was the day she would finally soar to the clouds.

Zhang Wei found himself caught up in a perplexing mystery as he pondered the perplexing question of why each woman's breasts smelled uniquely of different fragrances and even tasted different.

Were they not merely pieces of flesh?

How could he so precisely pinpoint that one was exceptional, unlike anything he had experienced before?

It emitted a subtle hint of lychee, with a delicate softness that hinted at juiciness.

The mysteries were as deep and impenetrable as his own might, seemingly unsolvable.

Fruits were meant to be savored, their flavors to be enjoyed rather than analyzed.

Dragons were divine creatures to be worshipped, not figures to be scrutinized.

And so, Lisa embarked on a clandestine mission to pay homage to the great dragon she had long neglected.

"Mmmmnn~"

"Why are you such a sadist?" Lisa's outburst was sudden, her hands cradling his head while pulling him closer to her chest. At first glance, it appeared as though her breasts were being embraced, but upon a closer look, she realized they were being violated by his touch, leading her to unsettling conclusions.

!?

"Sadist?"

Zhang Wei's movements came to an abrupt halt as he turned to face her, his gaze penetrating through the mist that now veiled her eyes.

Lisa's eyes widened in disbelief, and she vigorously shook her head, denying. "I meant superb! You are superb!"

Zhang Wei, though unmistakably hearing her, retorted, "You are lying." A smirk played on his lips before he coolly declared, "Although, I am indeed superb."

Lisa, "..."

System, [...]

The tension in the air was growing as Lisa, left frozen, words failing her.

After a moment of intense contemplation, Zhang Wei suddenly came to a chilling realization, muttering to himself, "I might really be a sadist!"

"Huh???" Lisa's voice trembled with shock at his admission. Before she could comprehend, Zhang Wei abruptly scooped her up, a wicked gleam in his eyes signaling the impending cruelty he was about to unleash.

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"H-Hey! Zhang Wei, wait, please! We can figure this out together!" Lisa's voice trembled, her eyes squeezed shut in terror.

"Um?" Zhang Wei halted in his tracks, his features contorting with Lisa's words as they sank in, darkening his expression like a thundercloud over his face.

"It's okay, everyone has their own secrets," Lisa reassured, her voice barely above a whisper.

"What if you're actually a sadist? We can still find a way to work through this! Let's have a discussion about it!" She implored, her voice tinged with a mix of worry and resolve.

"Let's not rush into anything violent—wait, did it actually work?" Lisa's lashes fluttered open slowly, her eyes widening with relief as she no longer felt like she was being dragged down to the fiery pits of hell in the tight grasp of a devil.

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"Eh?"

Mo Yuxin, finally recovered, was breathing heavily as she made her way to the door. With a trembling hand, she turned the handle and stepped out of the room attached to the president's office.

This secret room, supposedly made for rest, held a secret that few knew.

As the door creaked open, Mo Yuxin's heart skipped a beat.

Before her stood Lisa, bare-chested and pressed against the glass table, her breasts flattened against the cold surface.

Zhang Wei loomed behind her, his sinister smile betraying his evil intentions. Lisa's hands were held tightly behind her back, her struggles futile against Zhang Wei's hold.

Hiss!

Mo Yuxin's breath caught in her throat as she witnessed the scene. The tension in the room was evident, as if a sinister energy filled the air.

In that moment, it felt as though Zhang Wei held Lisa's fate in his hands.

Click.

Mo Yuxin's expression hardened as she processed what she had just seen.

She closed the door with the same caution with which she had opened it, the gentle click echoing in the tense silence of the room.

Like a silent witness, she dared not disturb the good deeds between the master and his captive.

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"Zhang Wei... I... I didn't mean that..." Lisa's voice quivered, her cheeks burning with shame, the frigid glass sending a shock through her chest.

"That's alright. But I took that personally," replied Zhang Wei, his touch trailing down her bare back, igniting a shiver that ran the length of her body.