Sacrifice's Rise: I Became Invincible After Entering Godslayer Temple

John's message was answered almost immediately. 

The broker had now placed John at the top of his client list, available 24/7. 

There was no other option, John was paying too well. 

The guy was grinning from ear to ear with the $500,000 cash lying in his account.

His colleagues were green with envy. 

Why couldn't they find such a generous client?

"Mr. Foster, I've been continuously monitoring the company as per your request."

"Currently, none of the other shareholders in the company want to sell their shares. If you really want to continue buying shares, consider purchasing some original shares from some of the company employees."

John thought for a moment, then replied, "I don't really understand all this stuff, you guys are the classals, I'll leave it to you."

"I have just one requirement, no preferred shares, only original shares that can give me control."

The broker replied, "Rest assured, I understand your intentions..."

While John was discussing the details of the stock acquisition with the broker...

Surprisingly, there were sounds at the door again. 

John looked up in astonishment just in time to see a petite girl struggling to move a massive suitcase into the living room. 

If it wasn't Emma, then who could it be?

"Wow, you're back so soon?" John, with a puzzled expression, quickly shut off his phone and moved to help Emma with her luggage.

Emma wiped the sweat off her clean forehead, her bangs already damp and sticking to her smooth face, making her look extremely endearing. 

Upon hearing John, she smiled radiantly, "Yes, school's about to start, so I bought the earliest ticket back."

John, smiling, ruffled Emma's hair, "I see. We can't afford to compromise your studies."

Emma pushed John's hand away and tidied her messy hair. 

She then pouted and said, "Johnny, why do you always mess up my hair? They say if you're always having your head patted, you won't grow taller. I still want to grow a few more centimeters..."

John chuckled mischievously, "Why do you need to grow taller? Aren't you just perfect as you are, petite and cute?"

Emma took a big gulp of water and retorted, "Who said so? What's the use of being cute? Johnny, don't you prefer sexy girls?"

"I get it now. Cute is worthless in front of sexy. Look at the saleswomen selling the game chamber and that lady named Bambooist at the auction. Aren't they tall and have attractive long legs?"

"Compared to Snowla, the leader of the Black Rose Guild, who is so cute but was dumped by you."

Listening to Emma's barrage of words, John touched his nose awkwardly, responded indignantly, "Who told you all this? I'm innocent, okay?"

Emma snorted, "Hmph! Like I would believe you!"

John raised his eyebrows, his tone rising slightly, "Well then, we haven't seen each other for just a few days, and your thoughts have already become so dirty? It seems like I need to help purify your mind."

Before Emma could react, she was suddenly lifted into the air with a swift move. 

John scooped her into his arms and started walking towards the bedroom. 

Emma, frightened, began to struggle, "Hey, Johnny, what are you doing? Put me down...no naughtiness, it's daytime..."

John remained unmoved, his hands tightly gripping Emma's delicate body. 

As their chests pressed together, Emma's voluptuous curves were pressed against John's chest. 

A wave of desire rushed through him without warning.

Caught off guard by the sudden princess-carry, Emma struggled. 

In her struggle, her arms instinctively wrapped around John's neck. 

John lowered his head, their eyes locked together. 

Emma's cheeks inevitably flushed a deep red.

Her delicate nose twitched slightly, the scent of John enveloping her nostrils. 

His scent, full of masculine pheromones, made her body go weak almost instantly.

Her gaze gradually became blurry and seductive. 

"Johnny..." 

Her soft, nasal murmur instantly ignited John's desires.

He couldn't wait any longer and kicked open the bedroom door. 

His hand started to remove Emma's clothes.

Just like a maiden about to be taken advantage of, Emma clutched tightly at her own collar, "No... I haven't taken a shower yet, I'm all sweaty... At least... let me take a shower first..."

John didn't stop, his face full of mischief, "What a coincidence, I haven't showered either. Let's do it together."

The blush on Emma's face intensified, spreading to her white neck. 

With her eyes half-closed, she said anxiously, "That's not... it's so embarrassing..."

John suddenly paused, taking a moment to appreciate the exquisite scene before him. 

Emma sensed his hesitation and, surprisingly, felt a slight pang of disappointment.

However, before she could open her eyes, she suddenly felt a pair of large hands touching her chest. 

The buttons of her blouse were undone one by one, followed by her bra... 

Soon, there was nothing left to hide her.

Her pure white breasts sprung out, trembling slightly in the open air. 

The two pink cherries on top, still dotted with a few sweat droplets, quivered enticingly, tempting him to taste.

John squinted his eyes, a fiery glow deep within them. 

This girl, her assets were increasingly impressive.

Emma tried to cover herself with her arms, but her arms were too slender to hide her voluptuousness. 

Instead, the pressure from her arms only made her peaks more eye-catching.

John continued his work, without any hesitation. 

The blouse and bra he had removed were carelessly tossed aside. 

Next, he turned his attention below...

Emma was wearing a JK uniform that day, making the skirt easy to remove. 

The cute cartoon-patterned panties were also ripped off by John.

Now, Emma was utterly at a loss as to how to cover herself. 

One moment she covered her chest, the next she tried to cover her private area. 

But it seemed utterly useless.

In the end, Emma simply gave up struggling, her hands tightly clutching the bedsheets. 

She shut her eyes tight, out of sight, out of mind, and let John have his way. 

She just kept murmuring, "We have to take a shower first..."

Seeing the perfect body before him, John could no longer suppress his burning desire. 

He quickly stripped off his own clothes, picked up Emma, and headed for the bathroom.

Even though Emma was sweaty, there wasn't any unpleasant smell. 

Instead, there was the unique sweet scent of a young girl. 

Coupled with her shy appearance, it was enough to drive anyone mad.

In the bathroom...

The dense mist filled the small space, painting a hazy picture. 

Their two naked bodies were pressed tightly together. 

Water droplets slid gently down their bodies, carrying the scent of love and desire. 

John's manhood was already standing at attention, pressing against Emma's pert buttocks.

They agreed to take a shower first, but as they bathed, John's hands started to wander. 

They always gravitated towards Emma's most sensitive areas, making her gasp in surprise every so often.

Suddenly, John cursed, "Damn it, I need to get a bigger bathtub!" 

Emma let out a soft laugh. In the blurry mist, her body was already tinted with a rosy hue.

Finally, she let go. 

She turned around abruptly, her small hand grasping his firm manhood. 

She began to gently stroke it. 

"Hiss~" John drew in a sharp breath. 

The soft touch sent shivers down his spine.

Emma had her eyes half-closed and didn't dare to look down. 

But she didn't realize that by raising her head like this, her neck was stretched out, making her chest even more prominent. 

It was like a majestic snowy mountain range.

John finally couldn't resist. 

He leaned down and captured Emma's soft lips. 

"Mmm~~" 

The moan that Emma made through her nose became the final spark that ignited the flame.

Their lips connected, tongues prying open each other's mouths. 

It didn't take long to find that delectable little tongue. Twisting, touching...

Emma's mind went blank, her body completely limp. 

She could only lean on John to stand up. After a moment, they pulled away from the kiss.

John let out a laugh, his arms suddenly flexing. 

The hand covering Emma's butt dragged her body up and lifted her into his arms. 

Emma's long, strong legs naturally wrapped around John's waist.

This embarrassing posture made her even more unwilling to open her eyes. 

But her body had already betrayed her. 

The hand that John had on her butt moved slightly inward, and he could feel the wetness there.

Why hold back now? 

Without any further hesitation, John thrust his hips forward. 

Accompanied by Emma's cry of surprise, his manhood successfully penetrated her.

In the hazy bathroom, their two naked bodies collided and separated. 

The man's panting and the woman's moaning intertwined, creating a raw and primal beauty that was absolutely breathtaking.