Chapter 100: (100) End of the Cheeks.

"What—?"

Fan stared at the beeping machine, eyes wide and unblinking, mouth hanging open.

"PAYMENT SUCCESSFUL!"

The mechanical voice struck him like an iron rod. He felt the voice being repeated again and again, cold and merciless, until the words felt like they were drilling straight into his skull and making him deaf.

The crowd —

"The fuck—?"

"187 million and he paid it just like that?"

"Idiot, that’s not 187,000,000 — it’s 187,650,000! Do you think the difference is so small you can just ignore it?"

"Yeah!! 650,000 is already enough to buy a luxury car..."

"Who is he?"

Every pair of eyes turned toward Daniel. In that moment he looked like a shining golden Buddha standing in the middle of the boutique, still calmly holding the soft, trembling Kira in his arms.

The same girl who had earlier berated her boyfriend now stood on her toes, fingers clasped tightly together in front of her chest, eyes shining with fresh, dirty fervor as she stared at Daniel’s calm face. Her cunt clenched hard around nothing. Filthy images flooded her mind — rubbing her leaking, dripping pussy all over that middle-aged face again and again until his entire face was soaked in her thick cum and scent, his tongue darting out to give her a long, filthy, wet lick between her folds. Her boyfriend stood right beside her, completely unaware, still admiring the man’s "great love" while his girlfriend’s panties grew steadily wetter.

Many people admired him.

Many others hated him with pure envy.

The more sensible girls felt genuinely happy for Kira, even if sharp jealousy still pricked their hearts. It was simply luck.

But girls like Mina burned with pure,

venomous, cunt-aching jealousy. Her eyes were opened to the extreme as she stared at Daniel’s calm face. He had spent that insane amount of money within seconds without a single change in expression... and not even for himself, but for a normal girl? Kira wasn’t even some celebrity or idol and yet he...he..

Was she really his daughter? Mina couldn’t help question. Why else would a stranger throw away that much money?

Her hungry gaze drifted left and right, taking in every luxurious, filthy piece of clothing still hanging on the racks. She wanted them all draped over her own slutty body. Just imagining how those expensive, revealing clothes would make young cocks throb and leak made her own cunt pulse and release a fresh, sticky trickle into her already-damp panties.

Anna, Lara, and Kira were ecstatic to the extreme. All three turned to look at Daniel with shining, almost worshipful eyes.

For once, Anna wanted to throw herself into her father’s chest, rub her full young breasts all over his face until her nipples dragged across his lips, and grind her soft, jiggling ass against his thick cock right in front of everyone — claiming him openly as her dear daddy while the crowd watched, mouth hanging, eyes wide.

Lara’s mouth hung open. She had no idea she had been thoroughly used and fucked raw by such a big shot just yesterday. Her pussy clenched hard at the vivid memory of those merciless, hip-cracking thrusts that had rearranged her insides. She didn’t knew that the cock she tasted was so expensive or she would have stored some of his cum as her family hierloom. Her attraction for him skyrocketed in an instant. She suddenly wanted to hug him tightly and offer her still-sensitive cunt again while calling him "Daddy" in a sweet, broken voice just like Anna and Kira.

This cheating man doesn’t look so bad... her heart whispered hotly. He had literally thrown away an amount she would probably never see in her entire life just to protect Kira’s reputation. Her nipples tightened into stiff peaks and strained against the thin fabric of her top.

Daniel’s cold, lazy voice cut through everyone’s filthy thoughts.

"Now, little monkey... why don’t you hand over your cheeks to those girls?"

"Huh—?!"

Fan snapped out of his dumb stupor. He looked left and right in rising panic. Every girl in the crowd — from the gathered students to the sexy short-skirted attendants — was staring at him, giggling, laughing, and mocking. Several of them were already licking their lips or cracking their knuckles.

His face burned with shame. Thick sweat started dripping down his temples and neck, soaking into his collar.

"No—No—Why should I get slapped?!" Fan backed away frantically, voice cracking.

Every girl’s expression suddenly looked salty and demonic to him, as if they were itching to beat him senseless and leave his cheeks swollen and red.

"Why? Are you trying to back out of the bet?" Daniel asked coldly, still holding Kira like she weighed nothing.

"What bet? I don’t remember any bet!!" Fan was sweating buckets. Even the powerful air-conditioning failed him as wet strands of hair plastered to his flushed cheeks.

Daniel took one slow, deliberate step forward. His eyes were extremely cold.

"That’s not how it works, boy."

"Yes—! That’s not how it works!"

A girl with long yellow-blonde hair tied in a high, bouncing ponytail pushed aggressively out of the crowd. She wore a tight academy uniform — white shirt with the top two buttons deliberately left open, giving a clear, tantalizing glimpse of soft cleavage and the lacy edge of her bra, paired with a sexy mini-skirt so short that it fluttered and threatened to flip up with every step. She had watched the entire drama from the beginning, grown wet with jealousy over Kira getting spoiled by such a wealthy, dominant man, and now finally had a perfect chance to vent. Her palm throbbed hotly for action.

She wasn’t alone. Six other bitchy, short-skirted girls followed right behind her like a pack, eyes gleaming with jealousy.

"Stop—!!" Fan’s eyes widened in pure terror as he tried to scramble backward, only for the blonde to grin at him with pure malice.

Before she could land the first sharp slap, another voice rang out clearly.

"Stop! You’re not allowed to beat anyone. This is against the law!"

A second girl in the same white shirt and skirt stepped forward from the crowd. The only differences were that her hair was neatly tied into a strict bun, her shirt was buttoned all the way to the neck, her skirt reached modestly to her knees, and a pair of thin glasses sat perched on her nose.

The blonde shirt skirted butch— Kate — spun around and clicked her tongue in irritation.

"Tch. What’s it to you, Lily? This isn’t class and you’re not the class president right now, so shut your fucking trap!"

Lily narrowed her sharp eyes behind her glasses.

"I know this isn’t class, but the law still exists. Even if he lost the bet, he still dared to stand against a vile man who flaunts his filthy wealth to seduce girls. We should applaud him, not berate and assault him!"

Hearing her righteous tone, even the other girls who had been itching to slap Fan hesitated and stopped, glancing at one another.

Lily then turned fully toward Daniel and barked, staring coldly at him.

"Don’t think that just because you have dirty money, everyone will follow your will. You can seduce and brainwash those weak-minded girls with cash, but not us. We will not take part in your disgusting bet!"

Fan looked at her as if she were a pure angel sent from heaven to save his cheeks.

"Speak for yourself, bitch. I sure as hell am taking part in the bet!" Kate snapped,

cracking her knuckles.

Lily turned to her with a mocking, superior smile.

"Then I’ll be forced to write a formal letter to the faculty about your violent misconduct outside campus."

"You—!!" Kate and her friends could only grit their teeth in pure hatred. They hated this self-righteous girl more than anything. Lily had been sitting on their necks and ruining their fun for a long time. If she weren’t the Principal’s precious daughter, they would have already dragged her into the washroom long ago and taught her a proper, wet, humiliating lesson like every other girl who dared bark at them.

Daniel looked at Lily with completely cold eyes.

To him, people who protected scum in the name of "humanity," "law," and "justice" were bigger and more disgusting criminals than the actual criminals themselves.

Anna started to speak, voice rising.

"Why are you jumping in when you don’t know anything?! He’s not her lover, he’s—"

Daniel calmly raised one hand and cut her off.

He turned fully toward Lily, letting his gaze slowly and deliberately trace along every pair of breasts present in the watching crowd — from soft young mounds to heavy, mature ones.

"You think my money is dirty and cannot force my will upon them?"

Not sure if he was talking about their mind or their hot bodies.

"Yes!" Lily replied with full, unshakable confidence, chin raised.

Daniel’s lips curved into a dark, predatory smirk.

"Any girl who slaps this guy will receive two thousand Credits for each slap. Slap him ten times and take home 20,000 Credits. Slap him twenty times and walk away with 40,000 Credits."

BOOM—!!

Shock exploded through the entire boutique like a physical wave.

Fan screamed as if a heavy stone had slammed directly into his chest and stayed there, making it hard to breathe.

"Nooo—! You can’t do this to me!"

Lily’s eyes flew wide open behind her glasses. Her lips parted but only hot, stunned breath escaped. Her prim thighs pressed together unconsciously.

Kate’s eyes literally shone with greed and excitement. Her itchy, soft palms rose slightly, already imagining the thick stack of credits and the satisfying smack of her hand against Fan’s face.

"Kate, this—"

"Are we really going to miss this just because of that stuck-up bitch Lily?"

"We could literally slap him a few times and earn more than our family’s entire monthly salary combined!!"

Kate’s friends bombarded her with heated, breathless whispers. Kate herself was struggling hard, chest rising and falling rapidly inside her half-open shirt.

Then Daniel spoke again, still looking directly at Lily with that same cold, amused smirk.

"And anyone who smacks her bottom will receive 10,000 Credits for each single smack."

THUDDD—!!!!

Every single person in the boutique turned in perfect unison to stare at Lily.

Her heart thudded wildly and painfully against her ribs. She could literally feel the dozens of hungry, greedy stares drilling through her modest clothes, peeling them away, and locking onto the soft, untouched protrusion of her smooth fat ass.

"Ah—! Why are you all staring at me like that?!"

"Don’t even think of doing anything to me!!"

"It’s a crime!! A crime!! My father knows many politicians!! He won’t spare you!!"

Daniel’s grin only widened, dark and satisfied.

"I announce right now that nobody has to be afraid of her or any consequences. Whatever happens, I will bear it all."

Hearing this, her heart literally felt leaping out of her throat as she screamed,

"Don’t come near me—!!"

And spun around in pure panic to run, only to smash face-first into a massive, soft, heavy pair of breasts. The fat, warm tits completely swallowed her scream and muffled it into a pathetic squeak. Raising her head in shock, she could only stare at the enormous cleavage that had just silenced her.

"Nooo—!"

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