Throw me your power stones and don't be a stingy person like J. Paul Getty
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When they arrived at the apartment, Jill, Rebecca, and Svetlana immediately went to their own rooms to soak in warm water. They seemed exhausted and chose to go straight to sleep afterward.
Meanwhile, Allen invited Alyssa to chat on the sofa in the living room. Tiamat then served them warm coffee to drink.
"Thank you, Tia," Allen said, then kissed his wife.
Alyssa, still a little tired, simply leaned against the sofa.
"You can rest here for the time being if you haven't found a place to stay," Allen offered, since on their way to the apartment Alyssa had tried calling several hotels, but most were full. For some reason, the city seemed unusually crowded with visitors from outside.
"Thank you for the offer, but I'd feel bad staying here."
"You don't need to worry about that. Our apartment has plenty of rooms, so if you want to stay, it won't be a problem."
"Okay then, I'll gladly accept your offer," Alyssa replied.
"Allen, I want to thank you. Thanks to your help, I was able to finish this case and expose the dark secrets of the Arklay Mountains. I think my partner Kurt can finally rest in peace now," Alyssa said sincerely.
"You're welcome. But Alyssa, I want you to be careful and not get too deeply involved in this case."
"What do you mean by that? Are you trying to stop me from investigating this mysterious company? Do you actually know something about it?"
Allen nodded.
"Yes, I know who's involved. And you're just a journalist, Alyssa. If you recklessly dig into this, I'm not sure I can save you in time if they start targeting you."
"I'm sorry, but even if you try to stop me, I can't do that. To me, a journalist must investigate and expose this kind of corruption to the public—no matter who's involved."
"I won't stop you from doing this, Alyssa. But I hope you'll be more careful, so you don't get caught while investigating. Because once they realize something, it'll be your life that's in danger. They'll try to hunt and kill you just to silence this case."
"Okay, I'll take your advice. But I want to know who's involved—at least so I can be more careful when investigating this," Alyssa said.
Allen only smiled.
"The ones involved are Umbrella and the U.S. government. They're working on a project to develop a super serum, but instead, the project has turned into bioweapons."
Alyssa was a little shocked hearing this.
"So you've known about this from the start… but why are you trying to help me, Allen?"
"Well, I knew about it since I worked at Umbrella. I read several reports about the drugs they were developing. And do you think the government was blind? Of course not. They were the first to know about the drugs Umbrella was creating, and they made a secret deal to develop a new serum. If Umbrella succeeded, the government could control the distribution of those drugs."
Then Allen continued,
"Now you understand just how dangerous this case is. If you act recklessly or even try to leak it to the public, the government will immediately shut it down."
"Even so, Allen, I won't be afraid of this. But thank you for your advice and for the information. I'll try to be more careful."
"Good. Please call me anytime you're in trouble. I don't want a pretty reporter like you to die in vain," Allen teased Alyssa before finally escorting her to the guest room where she could stay.
Alyssa smiled faintly at Allen's last words before entering the room to take a bath and clean herself up.
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Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Allen was soaking together with Raviel and Tiamat. At this moment, Tiamat was swallowing his penis with her mouth, her lips wrapped tightly around his thick shaft as she bobbed her head up and down eagerly. Raviel was massaging Allen from behind with her big breasts, pressing them firmly against his back, her soft, warm flesh sliding sensually over his skin.
"You seem interested in that reporter, darling. Will she become our sister next?" said Raviel, her voice laced with playful curiosity as she nuzzled closer.
"Yeah, you don't mind about that, right?" said Allen, who then turned his head and kissed Raviel's neck, his lips trailing hot kisses along her smooth skin.
"Fufufu, whatever your decision, darling, I will always support you," said Raviel in a very seductive tone, her breath warm against his ear.
"Thanks, I love you so much," said Allen, who then released his cum into Tiamat's mouth, his cock pulsing as he shot thick ropes of semen down her throat.
Gulk… gulk… gulk… the sound of Tiamat swallowing all of Allen's hot load echoed in the steamy bathroom.
"Okay, now it's my turn," said Raviel, who changed position and sat on Allen's lap, guiding his still-hard penis to her dripping pussy. Then she thrust herself down hard on Allen's long penis, impaling herself fully with a wet squelch.
Plop… plop… plop… the rhythmic slapping of her hips against his filled the air as she rode him vigorously.
"Ahh… yes, I missed this," said Raviel, screaming loudly in the bathroom, her voice bouncing off the tiled walls in ecstasy.
Allen always enjoyed it when his women took control like this, and his cock felt even harder inside Raviel's wet, tight pussy, gripping him like a velvet vice. While Raviel was happily bouncing on him, her breasts jiggling with each thrust, Tiamat kissed Allen's mouth from behind and opened her lips wide. Their tongues danced wildly, saliva mixing as they kissed passionately, the taste of his own cum lingering on her breath.
"Darling, squeeze my nipples," said Raviel, asking Allen, who then reached up and squeezed those beautiful, erect nipples, pinching them between his fingers with just the right pressure.
"Ahh… yes, pull them," said Raviel while moaning loudly, her body arching in pleasure.
"Can you suck my nipples too, darling?" said Tiamat, demanding attention as well, her voice husky with need.
"Of course." Allen then turned slightly and sucked on Tiamat's equally beautiful nipples, his mouth latching on and tugging gently with his teeth.
"Ahhh yess," Raviel and Tiamat moaned with deep passion as Allen pleasured them both, their cries blending into a symphony of lust.
Plop....plop....plop.... the sounds grew faster, more urgent, as Raviel's pussy clenched around him.
After cumming countless times inside Raviel's womb, filling her with wave after wave of his seed until it leaked out around his shaft, Allen was now thrusting into Tiamat's ass with full force, his hips slamming against her cheeks.
"Ahh… ahhh… darling, my ass ahh…" Tiamat's eyes were rolling back since it seemed Allen wouldn't show her any mercy as he pounded her tight hole relentlessly, stretching her wide.
"I'm gonna cum in your ass, darling," said Allen, his voice gruff with building climax.
"Ahh… yes… cum inside, darling, I'm ready," and not long after, Allen came hard inside Tiamat's ass, flooding her depths with his hot release.
"Ohh… yess," Tiamat's face now showed a full ahegao expression, her tongue lolling out and eyes crossed in overwhelming bliss as Allen emptied himself inside her.
Then Allen returned to Raviel, and together with Tiamat, they took turns fucking him nonstop, switching positions and riding him until the hours stretched on until the day approached morning.
At the dining table, Svetlana and Alyssa, who had just come out of their rooms, of course heard the commotion they made when having sex for the first time, asked Lupo since she was sitting nearby.
"Do they always do this?" asked Svetlana, her cheeks flushing slightly as the distant moans echoed through the house.
Meanwhile, Alyssa was a bit embarrassed and wanted to quickly finish her meal and return to her room, avoiding the awkward sounds.
Lupo simply answered, "Yeah, you'll get used to it," she said casually as she went back to eating her food, unfazed by the ongoing passion in the other room.
After that, they continued in their room until morning came. By now, Raviel and Tiamat's bodies were completely unable to move anymore and had passed out from exhaustion.
The bodies of the two girls were limp and helpless, covered in bite marks and handprints everywhere from the rough play, with both their pussies and asses still overflowing nonstop with thick love juices, dripping onto the sheets in sticky pools.
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In the morning, Justeaze, seeing Raviel's and Tiamat's bodies still lying unconscious, tried to ask Lupo for help since she was the weakest one here and couldn't take care of Raviel and Tiamat, let alone clean their bodies.
Lupo, hearing Justeaze's request, agreed right away, but it seemed she wanted to invite Svetlana to help as well.
"You want me to help clean their bodies?" asked Svetlana, who found the request a little strange.
But Lupo only nodded. "Yes."
"Okay, I guess it's not a problem, besides, I don't have anything else to do," said Svetlana.
However, when they entered, Svetlana was a little shocked at the state of Raviel and Tiamat.
"Is he really human?" said Svetlana after seeing the condition of the two women's bodies.
But Lupo just stayed silent, gently carrying her sister's body and taking her to the bathroom to clean her. Svetlana followed, carrying Tiamat and doing the same.
After that, they laid their bodies down in their respective rooms.
"Thank you for your help, now I can focus on cleaning the room," said Justeaze with a smile.
"You don't need to thank us for something like this," replied Svetlana casually, then went out to look for Allen.
At this moment, Allen was sitting relaxed, drinking a glass of milk on the apartment balcony while reading the newspaper and enjoying the view of Raccoon City. When Svetlana came, Allen greeted her.
"Hey, Lana, good morning."
"Morning. What are you reading?"
"Well, I'm reading the news about our mission's results," said Allen, showing the report to Svetlana.
It seemed Alyssa had really taken his advice and was careful in submitting her report to the media. In that news report, it was written that the culprit was Albert Lester, who was responsible for the incident. He disguised himself as the Axe Man and killed visitors who came around the Arkley Mountain area.
However, there was no mention of zombies in that report. Allen knew Alyssa had been a little stubborn when sending her report, but it seemed her efforts had truly gone to waste.
"Well, it's obvious that the case was closed by the State to avoid suspicion of their involvement," said Svetlana.
"Yeah, I already talked to Alyssa about this, and whether she likes it or not, she has to accept the reality," said Allen.
"So, what's your plan next?" Svetlana seemed a little curious about what he was going to do.
"I'm trying to find a way to get one of my women and her daughter out from Umbrella, but unfortunately I'm still a bit confused about the right way to do it without raising suspicion," Allen replied.
"Why be confused? Isn't it easy? You can just fake their deaths," Svetlana answered.
"Your idea's pretty good, and I think I know what to do," Allen said, then he looked at the calendar on his phone. It was now July 6 — there were still a few weeks left before the train incident.
But not long after, Allen saw a notification on his phone. It seemed Spencer had made the payment to him — quite a large sum, around 100 million dollars.
"Looks like my payment has come through. How about we go to a bar to celebrate?" Allen said, quite pleased with the amount of money.
Allen also invited Alyssa, Jill and the others to go to the bar and they agreed.
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Meanwhile, in a luxurious villa, Spencer had just finished reading the mission report from S.T.A.R.S. He was quite pleased, because with this, his company could breathe a little easier and continue their research again.
"Good work, Sergei. I'm very pleased with your decision," said Spencer.
"All of this is for you, Boss," Sergei replied, bowing his head respectfully. Among everyone, only Sergei was truly loyal to him. Unfortunately, Spencer was really foolish, even willing to sacrifice him to fight Wesker in an attempt to persuade him back to Umbrella.
"Now, the only problem is a few agents roaming around Arkley Mountain investigating that case. I hope you can take care of this matter quickly," said Spencer.
"Okay, Boss," said Sergei, who then left after hearing his boss's orders.
Not long after, Spencer's phone rang. The caller was Alex.
"Boss, an agent from the Tricell company seems to want to visit Raccoon City, and I'm still waiting for your decision," said Alex on the phone.
"Let them come, but reduce the number of their personnel," Spencer replied.
"Alright," Alex answered in a casual tone.
After that, their communication was cut off.
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At a bar in Raccoon City.
"Hi Cindy, sorry—I haven't been able to find your friend yet. I'm not sure if she's still alive or not," Allen said to the pretty bartender.
"It's alright, I understand. Thank you for your help, and also thanks to the tactical rescue team for resolving the case at Arkley Mountain. It's safe now, and we can finally go there without worry," Cindy replied, though she looked a little sad that her friend still hadn't been found.
Still, she held onto a small hope. Since her friend hadn't been found, it likely meant she was still alive.
"No, Cindy, you should still be careful. Don't go to Arkley Mountain—there are still some things there that haven't been dealt with," Allen warned, seeming to know exactly what was on her mind.
"Some of the police are still inspecting the area, along with personnel from Umbrella."
Jill, who had been listening to their conversation, added, "Allen's right, Cindy. There are still a lot of aggressive animals out there, so I really hope you don't go. It's still dangerous."
"I'll remember your advice. Thank you, Allen, Jill. Honestly, if you two hadn't told me this, I probably would've gone there," Cindy said, giving them both a grateful smile.
"Don't worry," Allen reassured her. "I won't give up on looking for your friend just because I haven't found her yet."
Hearing that, Cindy's spirits lifted again. "Thank you, Allen."
"You're welcome. By the way—do you have a dream?" Allen asked casually.
"A dream? … Yeah, I do. I want to have a bar of my own someday," she admitted, her voice carrying a hint of shyness.
"That's a great dream," Allen said with a grin. "Especially for a beautiful bar owner—you'd have customers lining up just to see you."
Of course, Cindy's face flushed red at Allen's teasing compliment, while the others—especially Jill and Rebecca—just shook their heads at him.
"Thank you, Allen," Cindy said softly, still blushing, before walking away from their table.