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"Finally, I found him." She murmured the words, her voice a sultry purr that seemed to linger in the air like a forbidden promise. Her lips curled into a wide, seductive smile, revealing the sharp fangs that marked her as something far from human. There was an unmistakable obsession in her eyes, a glint of triumph as if she had finally unearthed a long-lost treasure.
Then, as if summoned by some dark magic, a swirling black mist enveloped her body. It coiled around her like a living shadow, and in an instant, she dissipated into nothingness, vanishing completely from the spot where she had stood.
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On the other side of the city, inside Peter's modest home, the atmosphere was anything but calm. Reiran stood awkwardly behind Peter, her wide eyes darting between him and the three women who were staring at her with varying degrees of curiosity and suspicion. The revelation that these women were Peter's girlfriends had left her utterly stunned. How could she have known that her savior—her knight in shining armor—would have not one, but three girlfriends?
"Okay, girls." Peter began, his tone calm but firm, "Why don't we let Reiran take a bath and change her clothes first? She's been through a lot."
Gwen, Liz, and Mary exchanged glances, understanding the unspoken implication behind his words. They nodded in unison, though their expressions remained guarded.
"Good." Peter said, turning to Reiran, who was still hiding nervously behind him, "Reiran, why don't you go and freshen up? The bathroom's right there, and here—take these clothes." He gestured toward the bathroom and handed her a neatly folded stack of clothes that Mary had been holding.
"O-Okay." Reiran whispered, her voice barely audible, like the faint buzz of a mosquito. She nodded hesitantly and shuffled toward the bathroom, careful to avoid meeting the gazes of the three women. Their eyes followed her every move, sharp and calculating, like predators sizing up their prey.
Creak!
Thud!
The bathroom door opened with a soft groan, and Reiran slipped inside, closing it behind her with a sound.
As soon as the sound of the door closing echoed through the room, Gwen, Liz, and Mary turned their attention to Peter, their expressions a mix of curiosity and thinly veiled jealousy.
"Now, tell us." Liz demanded, stepping forward and crossing her arms over her chest. Her tone left no room for argument, and Gwen and Mary nodded in agreement, their eyes locked on Peter.
Peter sighed, running a hand through his hair, "Alright, you three jealous beauties." He said with a gentle smile, though his eyes held a hint of amusement, "I saved her from Hell's Kitchen..."
He began recounting the events that had led him to Reiran—the dark, dangerous streets of Hell's Kitchen, the crumbling building where he had found her, and the horrifying state she had been in when he discovered her. As he spoke, the girls listened intently, their initial jealousy slowly giving way to shock and sympathy.
By the time Peter finished his story, the three women had completely forgotten about the two suitcases on the floor. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they processed the horrors Reiran must have endured. They glanced toward the bathroom door, their expressions now filled with pity.
The image of Reiran in their minds had shifted entirely. No longer was she a potential rival; she was a victim, someone who had suffered unimaginable pain. The jealousy they had felt earlier evaporated, replaced by a deep sense of compassion.
"So, what now?" Liz asked, her voice softer now as she reached out to hold Peter's hand, "What are you going to do with her?"
Peter looked at each of them in turn, his expression serious, "I've decided she's going to live with me from now on." He announced.
The girls blinked in surprise, but before they could respond, Peter dropped another bombshell.
"And one more thing—Mary and her family are also going to move in with us."
"What?!" Liz and Gwen exclaimed in unison, their voices rising in shock. Mary, however, was the most stunned of all. She stared at Peter, her mouth hanging open in disbelief.
"Wait, what? When did this happen? And why didn't my mom tell me about this?" Mary demanded, her voice tinged with both confusion and a hint of jealousy, 'When did Peter and my mom get so close?' She wondered, her mind racing.
"I asked her not to tell you." Peter replied simply, his tone calm and matter-of-fact.
"But isn't your place too small for all of them? And why them and not us?" Gwen interjected, voicing the practical concern that had immediately crossed her mind. Liz and Mary nodded in agreement, their eyes narrowing as they waited for Peter's response.
"Well because of her current family situation which you all should know, I have decided that they will live with me and that's why I have these." Peter said, gesturing to the suitcases on the floor. He lifted them with ease, a confident smile playing on his lips.
Hearing him Liz and Gwen understood what he wanted to say and nodded in agreement, while Mary looked at Peter with an emotional look, she was happy that Peter was so worried about her and her family.
"What's in them?" Liz asked, her curiosity piqued.
"Ten million dollars." Peter replied casually, as if he were discussing the weather.
The room fell silent as the girls stared at him, their eyes wide with shock.
"WHAT?!" They shouted in unison, their voices echoing through the room.
"Where did you get that kind of money?" Gwen demanded, her tone a mix of disbelief and concern.
Peter shrugged, his smile turning mischievous, "Let's just say I… relieved those bastards in Hell's Kitchen of their ill-gotten gains."
The girls shook their heads, their expressions a mix of exasperation and reluctant admiration.
Creak!
Just then, the bathroom door creaked open, and Reiran stepped out, her hair still damp and her skin glowing from the warmth of the bath. She was dressed in a light purple, full-sleeved T-shirt and a long skirt that Mary had provided. The clothes clung to her figure, accentuating her curves in a way that immediately drew everyone's attention.
Gwen, Liz, and Mary couldn't help but stare, their eyes lingering on Reiran's chest, which was prominently outlined by the snug fabric of the T-shirt.
'So big!' All three of them thought simultaneously, their faces betraying a flicker of envy despite their own ample boobs.
Peter, too, was momentarily speechless. Reiran's Japanese features were striking, her porcelain skin flawless, and her figure undeniably alluring. She looked like a vision, and Peter couldn't help but smile.
"You look beautiful." He said, his voice warm and genuine.
Reiran blushed, her hands clasped behind her back as she looked down shyly, "T-Thank you." She stammered, her cheeks tinged with pink.
The group settled into the room, Peter sitting on the bed with Gwen on his left, Mary on his right, and Liz behind him, her arms wrapped around his shoulders. Reiran took a seat on a chair across from them, her eyes darting between the three women with a hint of concealed jealousy.
"Reiran, let me introduce you to my girlfriends." Peter said, breaking the awkward silence. He gestured to each of them in turn, "The blonde beauty on my left is Gwen. The redhead on my right is Mary. And the dark chocolate hugging me from behind is Liz."
The three women smiled proudly, their chests puffing out slightly at Peter's flattering descriptions.
"And they're also superhumans, just like me." Peter added.
Reiran's eyes widened in surprise, "Does that mean they have powers like yours?" She asked, her voice filled with awe.
"Not exactly the same, but yes, they have powers." Peter explained, "Now that introductions are out of the way, I need to head out. I have to open a new Swish bank account and deposit this money."
"Wait, what about May?" Gwen interjected, her brow furrowing with concern, "How are you going to explain about Reiran to her?"
Reiran tilted her head in confusion, 'Who's May?' She wondered.
Peter stood up, grabbing the suitcases and walking toward the window, "May already knows about my powers—and yours, too. In fact, she knows about our relationship. So, you can explain Reiran to her."
The girls stared at him, their jaws dropping in shock. But Peter wasn't done.
"Oh, and one more thing." He added with a mischievous grin, "May's also my woman. Meaning, I've fucked her~"
With that, he leaped out of the window, landing silently on the ground below.
The room was left in stunned silence, the weight of Peter's words hanging heavily in the air.
"U-Um… who's May?" Reiran asked hesitantly, breaking the silence.
Liz sighed, her face flushed with embarrassment, "She's… his aunt." She muttered, unable to meet Reiran's gaze.
Reiran's eyes widened in shock, "Huh?!"