My Milf System-Chapter 156. Disaster zone

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Yup...

I messed up big time.

I gave in to lust—and did the unthinkable.

It feels so wrong that I took Anna’s virginity. Even though she offered herself to me, even though she confessed her love for me, it’s not fair... not when I don’t feel the same. Whatever we have between us—it’s one-sided. And that makes me a bastard.

Worse still, Anna’s carrying that demon inside her.

If I break her heart... if I hurt her... even a flicker of negative emotion could wake Draegonth. And if that thing stirs, God knows what’ll happen.

As Rose said, keeping Anna happy is the only way to keep the monster asleep.

Which means...

If playing her boyfriend is what it takes to keep her smiling, then so be it.

Even if my heart’s not in it—I’ll do it.

It’s the least I can do... to keep her, and everyone else, safe.

After our wild session, I peeled myself off the bed, leaving Anna sleeping there in a pool of bliss. I pulled on my clothes, deciding to go and check on the others since by now, it was already dark.

When I reached the sitting room, it was a goddamn mess.

Derrick was passed out on the floor, naked. Natalie sat casually on the couch, slipping on her clothes like nothing happened.

"Hey..." I muttered. "What happened to him?"

She looked up at me with that smug, cocky grin she always wore.

"He passed out," she said casually. "This is why I hate virgins! Passed out on the fourth round!"

She rolled her eyes.

I sighed, dragging a hand down my face. "That’s overkill, Natalie. You went too hard on him. Anyway, where’s everyone else?"

"Kira and Lorraine went to their homes," she shrugged.

I snorted. "Well, if you two were banging in front of them, what choice did they have? What about Adrian?"

She slipped her feet into her slippers and stood. "He was the first to leave. Got rejected by Sharon. Poor boy kept banging on her door, begging to get laid. Sharon told him to go to hell and slammed it on him."

I chuckled dryly. "That’s so like her. Poor guy."

I was about to ask about Brian, but Natalie cut in.

"They passed out eating food!" she said, already heading to the door. "They’re in the kitchen!"

I headed to the kitchen—and it was a total war zone.

Brian and Mira were sprawled against each other, stomachs bulging like balloons. Mira still clutched a piece of meat in her hand like it was her last treasure. The cupboards were ransacked, the pots and dishes piled everywhere in chaos.

I groaned.

Mom’s gonna kill me.

Speaking of her... she was running late tonight.

But l wouldn’t get worried—Rex was with her. If anything went wrong, he’d let me know telepathically.

Maybe she’s out having fun with her boyfriends from Zephandria like Sharon said.

Let her live a little. Who am I to stop her?

"Well... I’m going!" Natalie shouted from the living room.

I went back to see her standing at the door. freewebnσvel.cѳm

"At least let me walk you out," I offered. "It’s dangerous out there."

She scowled. "Please. I’m not some damsel who needs saving. I’ve walked drunk through these streets more times than I can count."

She threw open the door.

"Bye!!"

And just like that, she was gone.

I sighed and dragged myself back to my room.

Found a blanket, came and tossed it over Derrick, then went to the kitchen, laid another blanket on the floor, and carefully settled the two gluttons over it. Covered them up like oversized kids.

No way am I hosting another mixer at my house again.

Way too much trouble.

Finally, I returned to my room and collapsed onto the bed.

But peace was short-lived.

Just as the first light of morning teased the curtains, I felt a giggle brush my ear. Anna—naughty little devil—slid her hand into my pants, freeing my morning wood.

Things escalated from there.

Two rounds later, I was balls-deep in the girl again, feeling her tight, no-longer-virgin pussy milk me dry.

And God help me...

Part of me liked it.

When we finally woke up for real, the house was eerily quiet.

The delinquents had vanished, leaving behind only their blankets—and the massive mess.

"Good grief!!" I grumbled, glaring at the destruction. "How the hell am I supposed to clean all this up?"

"I’ll help!" Anna beamed, bouncing over with a smile so contagious that I couldn’t help but grin back.

I scrubbed a hand through my hair. "Shouldn’t you be heading home? Won’t your mom be worried?"

"Nope! She knew I’d spend the night here."

I narrowed my eyes.

Something told me Ivy had a hand in all this.

Maybe even planned it.

I sighed. "Alright. You handle the kitchen. I’ll go ask Sharon to help."

"Kay!" she chirped, skipping toward the kitchen like a happy puppy.

I went to Sharon’s door and knocked.

Nothing.

I banged harder.

I heard her grumbling, dragging herself toward the door, and then she cracked it open, glaring daggers at me.

"What do you want?" she snapped.

"Chill out. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed," I muttered.

She tried to slam the door shut again, but I shoved it open and followed her inside.

"Hey, why are you so mad?" I teased. "Didn’t you have any fun last night?"

She scoffed, sitting back on her bed with her arms folded.

I smirked and sat beside her. "Let me guess. You’re mad that I was with Anna, huh?"

Her fingers curled into a fist. "No, I’m not!!"

I chuckled. "C’mon, Sharon. I know you better than that. It’s written all over your face."

"SHUT UP!" she barked.

I pulled her into a hug, brushing my hand gently through her hair.

"Don’t be mad, Sharon. You know you have a special place in my heart, right? No woman will ever take it. It’s yours... and yours alone."

She huffed, pulling away, cheeks flushed pink. "You’re an idiot. I don’t care about any of that!"

"Really?"

"Really!" she insisted, but the fire had dulled from her voice.

I leaned in, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"I love you, sis. Always have. And it kills me to see you upset. If something’s bothering you... lean on your big bro, okay?"

She growled under her breath. "I’m older than you, idiot!"

But she smiled—and damn, she looked cute.

I grinned and stretched out a hand. "Now... can you help Anna with the kitchen?"

"No way!!!" she snapped.

"I’ll give you the secret remedy to grow titties," I said slyly.

She growled louder. "Fine!!!"

"Gotcha!" I winked.

Together, we headed out to start the painful task of cleaning the disaster zone we called home.

TBC