Chapter 94: Ch94: I’ll Do Anything

Before Nyle could get a word out, Holivia reached over and placed her left hand firmly on his shoulder, stopping him in his tracks.

"Stop. It’s not worth it," she whispered before leaning closer, lowering her face until her lips were near his ear. "I bet it’s so expensive that you’ll find it more than what they’re offering."

Nyle blinked and looked into her eyes, then glanced down at the T-shirt in his hand, then back at her.

"Hmm... you’re right."

’I should check the other platforms before jumping to conclusions. It’s not like the pawn shop is going anywhere.’

"Sir, I’ll return later," Nyle said, carefully taking back his signed T-shirt.

The employee’s smile faded.

"Sir, if you come back next time, the selling price will be forty thousand,’ said the Employee, his gaze shifting toward the shirt. "Honestly, it’s better if you sell it right now. How about we make a deal for sixty thousand? Cash."

Nyle stopped, his fingers tightened slightly around the T-shirt. ’Sixty...?’

Sixty thousand in cash. That was no small amount for him. In fact, it was more than what he currently had sitting in his bank accounts and even more than the value of his investment portfolio.

For a moment, the number lingered in his mind.

Sixty thousand.

But Nyle had already made up his mind. He turned around and headed toward the exit without another word.

*Cling~*

The bell above the door rang as they stepped outside.

The moment they disappeared from sight, the employee’s face twisted with frustration. He clenched his teeth and slammed his fist onto the table.

*Bang!*

"Fuck!" he cursed.

...

"I feel so hungry right now. Let’s eat something," Amelia said, rolling her shoulders as if the long shopping trip had settled into her bones.

"How about we order then, Auntie? It’s too hot outside," Nyle answered, voice even.

Amelia’s lips curved into a knowing little smile. "Good idea. My house is just nearby."

’Good idea?’ Holivia thought, eyes narrowing as she followed a few steps behind them. ’Isn’t it better to eat at a proper restaurant than someone’s house, even with air conditioning?’ She glanced at the pair ahead of her. ’Whatever... she has her own AC.’

Six minutes and seven seconds later they reached Amelia’s house. The front door clicked shut behind them, sealing out the outdoor heat.

Inside, the living room was cool and quiet. They settled around a low glass table — Amelia curling one leg beneath her, Holivia sitting upright, while Nyle moved with quiet purpose as he retrieved a chilled soft drink from the kitchen.

The air conditioner hummed to life.

A soft current of cold air drifted through the room, slowly chasing away the lingering heat from outside.

Water droplets formed on the bottle as Nyle poured the drink into three glasses.

Holivia barely looked up. Her attention stayed fixed on her phone, thumb scrolling through auction listings for the T-shirt Nyle had found earlier. The screen’s glow lit the underside of her face in the room.

"Okay, I ordered a medium-sized pizza and six sliders," Amelia said before reaching for her glass.

At the same moment Holivia finally picked hers up, the cold surface pressing against her palm.

*Glug~ Glug~ Glug~*

Nyle lifted his own cup and took a slow sip, eyes drifting sideways. He watched as Holivia drank — not in small, careful sips, but in several long, continuous swallows until the glass was empty.

A thin droplet clung to the corner of her mouth before she wiped it away with the back of her hand.

A faint smile appeared on Nyle’s lips as he noticed the change in Holivia’s body language. She had moved slightly closer to the cool air from the air conditioner.

’Yes, she’s feeling it,’ Nyle thought.

"Status."

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<{ INSPECT }>

Name: Holivia Baker

Age: 31

Attraction: 1% ~> 17% ~> 35%

Loyalty: 0%

Lust: 3% ~> 15% ~> 40%

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"Nyle, there’s an auction for less than fifty thousand," Holivia said, turning her phone toward him.

Nyle reached for it, but she slowly pulled it back. Not hurriedly — just enough to keep the screen in her hands, as though she wanted him to see it without actually letting him take the phone.

Nyle narrowed his eyes. "Is that F-Bay? Wait, let me check," he said, reaching into his pocket for his own phone.

Before he could unlock it, Holivia reached out and placed her hand over his. "Listen, Nyle. I’m a huge fan of Sophia. I need that T-shirt. What if I pay you instead?" she said, her voice carrying a hint of urgency.

"How much?" Nyle asked.

Beside them, Amelia pressed her lips together and stayed quiet, her eyes moving between the two as she listened to their conversation.

"How about fifty thousand?" Holivia offered.

Nyle gave her a doubtful look. "If I can get fifty thousand for it, wouldn’t it make more sense to sell it to the pawn shop?"

Holivia shook her head. "I mean, they’ll only offer forty thousand now. Remember?"

Before Nyle could respond, Amelia’s phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the screen.

"I’ll be right back," she said before leaving the room.

The door clicked shut behind her.

The room fell quiet.

Now, only Nyle and Holivia remained.

"No thanks, Mrs. Holivia. I’ll check the other platforms myself."

Holivia’s expression tightened. "No, please. Try to understand how I feel. I really want that T-shirt, Nyle."

She brought her hands together in front of her chest, her fingers pressed against each other like she was pleading.

"Please. Even though I don’t have the cash right now, I’ll get the money as soon as possible. But please..."

She looked directly into his eyes. "I’ll do anything."

Nyle raised an eyebrow. "Anything?"

Holivia’s throat bobbed as she swallowed. For a brief moment, she hesitated. But she didn’t take back her words.

"Anything. Yes."

The second the agreement left her lips, Nyle set his phone aside. Both of his palms rose and cupped her breasts through the fabric of her shirt as if drawn by an invisible magnet.

The sudden, firm pressure made her inhale sharply.

Holivia’s eyes widened. "W-what are you doing?"

"You said anything," Nyle answered, voice low.

His fingers flexed, squeezing the soft weight of her breasts, thumbs pressing deliberately into the yielding fabric.

"Not this kind of stuff. Stop it. You’re not the kid I remember back then. You were supposed to be shy... like a good boy," she said, though the protest came out thinner than she intended.

A slow, unwelcome warmth was already spreading beneath her skin, soft pulses of pleasure flickering each time his hands kneaded her.

Even as the words left her mouth, her own hands remained pinned against the floor beside her hips.

She didn’t push him away.

His hands then slid lower, slipping beneath the hem of her burgundy shirt. Warm, slightly rough palms met the bare skin of her stomach, then climbed higher until they pushed inside her bra.

Soft flesh spilled into his grip. His fingers found her nipples and rolled them with slow, deliberate pressure — tugging just enough to send sharp sparks through her chest — while he held unblinking eye contact and leaned closer.

Holivia began to lean back, trying to create distance, but Nyle matched every inch. Her shoulders soon pressed firmly against the cool wall behind her.

Her heartbeat thundered in her ears. ’He’s squeezing me so fucking good... No. This is going too far.’

Despite the frantic thought, she still didn’t lift a single finger to stop him.

"Holivia, look at me," Nyle said, his tone quiet but commanding.

The moment she lifted her eyes to meet his, his lips captured hers in a warm, insistent kiss.

*Smooch~*

She didn’t pull away. Instead her tongue met his almost on instinct, and the two began to twist and circle together in rising heat — slow at first, then deeper, hungrier, as the kiss grew wetter and more urgent against the quiet of the room.

’Wow... she tastes so hungry for this kiss. It’s like her husband never even kissed her properly,’ Nyle thought, savoring the way her tongue moved against his.

Holivia closed her eyes, intensifying the heat between them.

After a long moment he slowly pulled back. A thick, glistening string of saliva stretched between their lips before it finally broke.

"Mm... How was it?" Nyle asked, his tone low and steady, eyes fixed on her flushed face.

She licked her lips and gave a nervous glance downward. "I-it feels... good. I’ve never been kissed like that," she admitted without looking at him.

He gave a small, satisfied smile and stood up.

The soft sound of his pants being pushed down made Holivia lift her gaze — only to find his thick, fully hard cock pointing straight at her.

The strong musky scent of his cock hit her at once, making her mouth water instantly, the same way it did when people thought about something sour right before tasting it.

’It’s so big...’ she thought, eyes widening.

Nyle guided his cock forward and rested the tip against her soft, wet lips.

The moment the warm skin of his cock made contact, it twitched and swelled even thicker, the head flaring slightly.

Her eyes widened further, pupils tightening as she stared.

*Lick~*

Her tongue slipped out and tasted him — just the tip — before the broad head pushed past her lips and into the heat of her mouth.

However, just then the front door opened and Amelia walked in carrying a bag of food.

"What the fuck?!"