Mom-con – Ch. 87
Chapter 87
“Why are you doing this to me?” Hou Jian screamed. “We hardly know each other and I don’t even know you! You haven’t even asked me to marry you and this is what you’re doing to me?”
“I’m … Read more
“Why are you doing this to me?” Hou Jian screamed. “We hardly know each other and I don’t even know you! You haven’t even asked me to marry you and this is what you’re doing to me?”
“I’m … Read more
“You love me?” I had to confirm. “Um… thanks?”
This isn’t something a woman with so much experience would say. Shouldn’t she be far more cynical after such a night spent with me? I wasn’t sure what to … Read more
I waited in my room and went to bed. The two bodyguards were outside the door and would let Josephine inside. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I heard her coming from the outside and the mature … Read more
I did nothing with my body guards last night because I needed to put up a distinct impression while I’m here in the Sect. I’m playing a sad boy who lost his mother. Going around and doing it … Read more
I got myself mentally prepared to leave. Part of it was focusing on controlling the urges because I wouldn’t be able to get on everyone once I reached the Venezuela Clan. It was strange to think that there … Read more
“So what you’re telling me is that I need to go over there and walk around her and let her figure out my ability herself?”
“Yes, let her be attracted to you first, and then let yourself get … Read more
With everyone now knocked up, I felt it was time to talk about the next destination. HouXiang was going to set me up to go to visit the Venezuela Clan. Josephine was the matriarch and the woman I … Read more
Iora stared at me, and quietly she understood she couldn’t go against me. I know this is anticlimactic, but at least it worked out and there doesn’t have to be a fight. If mom fought her there would … Read more
I’m not that interested in world domination, but the fact remained that those who are strong and those in power are the ones who will control everything. Everyone who is weak will have no way to control their … Read more
Mom’s skin was flawless. No moles, no marks, nothing. Everything was flawless, as though she was meant for perfection. The mounds on her chest were large, each about the size of a grapefruit. Her butt stuck out showing … Read more