Chapter 153: Is Obsession, Love?!

Chapter 153: Is Obsession, Love?!

"Hinata Kyusho, this is my entire family and the staff of the home," I announced, gesturing toward the gathered household. "Everyone, this is the woman Tina told you about. She is a Fire Birds member, a bodyguard, and my student of the sword."

Even Victoria had managed to come home early from work to be here, and Kim had driven over just to meet Hinata. The initial greeting carried a mixed bag of complicated feelings from everyone, but overall, she was welcomed into the home with open arms.

We moved into an empty servants room located right next to Jenifer's quarters. Tina, Jenifer, Hinata, and I stood together in the vacant space to talk over her new living arrangements.

I turned to her to outline the plan, "I will bring in the Tang designers to remodel this into a traditional Japanese design for you with floor mats, paper dividing walls, and a proper bath. We will get you a futon to your liking, so please give it some time. Starting tomorrow, you will join in on the early morning exercise that I take part in with Tina, Mercy, Mei, and Zoe."

Hinata kept her posture straight and gave a simple nod, "Yes."

"Jenifer, please take her this evening to pick out the clothing she will need for the gym and swimwear for the indoor pool," I continued, looking over at my wife. "Also grab any basic necessities she will need, as well as a new smartphone."

Jenifer simply nodded in agreement, tracking the new addition with a quiet gaze.

Tina stepped closer, offering a warm smile to ease the tension, "And my room is right around the corner, so come to me or Jenifer for any needs you have. Zoe is the Head Maid if you have any specific food preferences. Come on, Rick, let's go see Hana. It is Sunday night after all, fufu."

With that, my Sunday interaction with Hinata came to an end. As a quiet older woman, she really did not speak much, offering only short and clear answers whenever she was asked a direct question.

Tina and I walked up to Hana's bedroom on the second floor, the muffled sound of her chatting with Mary and Kim reaching our ears before we even turned the handle. Pushing the door open, I offered a bright grin to the three ladies.

"Hello, what is so lively in here?" I asked, stepping into the room.

Hana had her blonde hair done up in a lazy, loose bun, smiling warmly while curled up comfortably on her couch. She pointed a finger toward Kim, who had just hung up her mobile phone, and happily shared their scheme.

"Honey, we have something grand in mind," Hana told me, her eyes shining with excitement. "Mary, Kim, and I have come up with a wonderful idea. Mary has the room directly under me, and we want Kim to take the room right above me on the third floor. How does that sound?"

I walked over to sit next to Kim on the edge of the seating area, wanting to make sure she was completely on board, "Hana and Mary are not pushing you into moving in, are they? And what about your actual home over on lot 7?"

Mary instantly made a tight fist in my direction, grumbling playfully from her spot, "I think you are overdue for some serious husband retraining!"

Kim giggled at the sight of Mary picking on me, leaning in close as she reassured me, "Um, well, I don't clean very well, and I certainly don't cook. Living here would be incredibly comfortable for me. Plus, all of the sisters are right here, so I would never have to be lonely by myself. As for my house, Victoria is going to pay me exactly what I bought it for."

I blinked, completely caught off guard by the financial arrangement, "Huh? Why is that?"

Hana smiled wide, thoroughly enjoying my confusion as she revealed the grand plan, "Victoria and the rest of us wives wanted to completely refinish that home and give it to Ashley, Akeno, and James for a wedding gift from all of us in April. This way, our family and closest friends are immediate neighbors, and our future children can all play together in the neighborhood."

My face shifted through a quick succession of confusion, happiness, and utter surprise at the sudden chain of events. Wow, James would be living right next door to me. That was actually incredibly cool to think about. Plus, Akeno, Kim, and Hana were long-time friends, and Mary had known James for years on top of that.

"I absolutely love the idea," I laughed, a wicked thought crossing my mind. "Should we paint the entire interior hot pink just for James?"

Tina chimed in, raising a very practical point for the household to consider, "Due to the massive size of our home, having backyard summer barbecues would actually be a lot better over there anyway, so that is a huge plus."

With that matter fully settled, I knew I would just have the Tang movers take care of Kim's things when the time came. With Kim officially moving into the main estate, our relationship would never feel abandoned or left by the wayside.

The next morning, training with Hinata turned out to be an absolute chore. The difficulty stemmed entirely from the fact that she had only ever trained in the strict, old-fashioned way, leaving her completely clueless about modern gym equipment.

I had her dressed in normal, tight workout clothes, forcing her to run at a steady pace on the treadmill when she finally looked over at me with a questioning glance.

"Master, why not just have me run outside?" the sword genius asked, her breath even despite the pace. "This is all a bit excessive with all of this machinery, isn't it? I believe my body is already in absolute top form."

I just stared at her, shaking my head as I pointed directly to the digital numbers flashing on the glowing screen.

"This performance readout cannot be tracked by using the older methods from days of old," I explained, taking on a strict teacher tone. "I as your teacher must know exactly what your body is pushing out to properly monitor your progress. In less than a year, I have made massive leaps with my own physical training by accurately calculating my diet and workout routine."

I pointed a firm finger right at her chest to drive my conclusion home.

"If you would have been trained by me from ten years ago until now, you would have already entered the elite ranks of a Grandmaster. The only reason your mother had not achieved that for you was due to her outdated training methods. The absolute secret to reaching the Grandmaster level is unlocking the full potential of the physical body."

Hinata frowned slightly, still pacing smoothly on the belt, "Master, I must question that. If that is true, then why are there so many older, legendary Grandmasters currently around?"

I shook my head, dispelling her old-school notions, "Grandmasters reach their physical peaks first, then they break through that ceiling. Even if age affects their bodies afterward, it doesn't matter because they have already mastered the internal secrets of being a Grandmaster. So shut up and train the way I tell you to. When you can actually beat me in a real sparring match, then you can tell me how to run a workout."

Hinata kept running, though it clearly felt incredibly strange for her to have a kid ten years younger than her talking with the absolute authority of an ancient Grandmaster. But she genuinely recognized my superior skill and accepted her current position, gritting her teeth as she focused back on the machine.

On the other hand, I found myself getting completely distracted. It hadn't been obvious before, but traditional chest-wraps and loose kimonos hide a woman's true proportions perfectly. It turned out she was packing impressive E-cups that easily rivaled Tina's. The continuous bouncing on the treadmill was not making the view any less distracting, sigh.

Once the grueling workout and training session finally ended, Mercy managed to get some highly anticipated one-on-one time with me in the master showers, and my official week started up all over again.

I gave my brand-new student a stack of homework to read and study over the afternoon. I also drew up a strict sword practice schedule that would keep her occupied for the entire day, leaving me feeling like I had just adopted a high-maintenance puppy that I constantly needed to feed and train.

The university week flew by in a blur of classes. It turned out that Sam had actually managed to fix his broken tooth at the dentist, meaning he didn't end up losing it after all, which was a real shame.

During the week, I confirmed the weekend plans with James, Logan, and Tony for an upcoming guys' night out with Luke. We agreed to do it right after my planned trip to Long Island with Kim. That would officially be my very last free week of freedom before my children finally arrived in the world.

Logan was definitely the dark horse of our friend group. Despite our initial fistfight when we first met, he turned out to be a bit of a reclusive, quiet guy.

Growing up in a isolated island temple meant he missed out on a normal childhood, so he was currently doing his best to relive the youth he had lost out on...

Currently, it was Thursday night, and I was navigating the busy streets of downtown while heading directly toward the Velvet Tower.

I had already tucked in all of my lovely ladies at home and said my good nights, purely because I needed to personally monitor the live global launch of the Valentine brand tonight.

Beyond the business, I had also firmly decided that I would finally devote myself fully to Lucy. My lingering memories from my first life on Earth still gave me subtle urges to hold back, but those were the outdated values of another world, coming from a man who had ultimately given up on life altogether. Taking advice from a past life that couldn't even keep going forward seemed completely stupid, right?

The raw power of my Dodge Challenger SRT Demon was causing me to drive with a bit of extra excitement. I don't get to stretch the muscles of this car very often these days, and I truly missed the adrenaline thrill of street racing. Fortunately, the winter weather was slowly breaking for the better, and with the new commercial raceway currently under development, I would soon be able to fully cut loose.

Before long, I was quickly waved through by the front security team into the secure underground parking garage, pulling smoothly into Victoria's reserved personal spot.

I was dressed casually, wearing only blue jeans and a clean white T-shirt. I did keep a lightweight windbreaker on, mostly to keep my single Beretta M9A4 completely hidden from view.

The moment the heavy elevator doors slid open at the garage level, Benz was there to greet me with a respectful nod.

"Good evening, Mr. Tang," Benz said, holding the door. "Where to tonight? The thirty-ninth floor or the preferred fortieth?"

"For now, let's head to the fortieth," I replied, stepping into the clean cabin. "Then later on, I will head down to the thirty-ninth for the official start of the Lovers Day event."

Ding! As the automated doors slid shut, the elevator began its rapid ascent. On a sudden whim, I looked over at the guard.

"Hey, Benz, on March third, my friends and I are going out drinking for a massive guys' night out," I said, leaning against the handrail. "It is just to let me have some proper guy time before my house is completely swarmed with newborn children. Do you want to join us?"

Benz looked genuinely surprised to be extended an invitation out of nowhere, his eyes widening slightly as he processed the offer.

"I won't get into any trouble with Boss Long for leaving my post, right?" Benz asked, a cautious but hopeful grin breaking across his face.

I smile at this guy who clearly looks like he wants to go out and have a good time, but simply doesn't want to get blamed for any sudden trouble down the line.

I gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder and chuckled, "What could possibly go wrong?"

Benz looked at me with a heavy dose of doubt written all over his face, but ultimately the temptation of a wild night out won him over, the beautiful fool.

"Sure, here is my contact info," Benz said, pulling out a small card to write down his details before handing it over. "Just let me know where and when."

Up on the fortieth floor, I let myself into the penthouse using my personal key and entry code.

Standing right at the far end of the dim hallway, wearing absolutely nothing except my old black Metallica shirt, was Lucy. Her hair was completely let down, cascading over her shoulders and shining faintly with its signature artificial red tint. Her glasses were nowhere to be found, and she was tracking my approach with an incredibly calm, unblinking expression.

I smiled warmly at her, closing the distance between us as I spoke, "Hello May. Have you been waiting long?"

I could almost see her entire body tremble for a fleeting moment as I stepped right up into her personal space. I reached out, gently lifting her chin so I could look directly into her gorgeous blue eyes. Her sweet strawberry scent hit me immediately, far stronger now without her usual perfume and clothing on, and her gaze looked almost entirely intoxicated by my presence. I could tell she was genuinely afraid to say anything out loud, terrified that her true, unfiltered feelings might come spilling out all at once.

I didn't let her overthink it, leaning down to kiss her deeply while our tongues instantly tangled together. She wrapped her arms tightly around my waist, holding onto me for dear life as we hugged fiercely right there in the middle of the hall. Without breaking the mood, I scooped her up into a proper princess carry, feeling her light weight shift against me as I slowly walked us toward her bedroom.

Walking into her room, I noticed she had set up dozens of flickering electric candles all over the place, casting a warm, flickering glow to create a perfectly romantic mood. Instead of dropping her on the mattress, I decided to carry her straight into the adjoining bathroom so we could thoroughly clean up before making love. She still hadn't said a single word, but her eyes had not once drifted away from my face, completely entranced by everything I was doing.

I stood her up gently on the cool tile floor and began to peel off my own clothing, folding each piece neatly on the counter. Once I was completely bare, I reached over and pulled off her only piece of clothing, which was my old oversized t-shirt. The moment the fabric cleared her hips, I immediately noticed a visible bit of wetness glistening along her inner thigh. It was obvious she couldn't help but lubricate herself at my mere sight, a realization that left me both thoroughly amazed and incredibly flattered.

After getting the water temperature adjusted to a perfect, steaming heat, I pulled the still-silent woman into the shower stall with me and gently began to clean her skin. I could see an endless, burning excitement dancing in her eyes as I did absolutely whatever I pleased with her body.

She softly closed her eyes the moment I began to lather shampoo into her hair, a serene smile finally gracing her lips. After I had thoroughly rinsed the suds away under the spray, she opened her eyes and looked straight up at me, eagerly waiting for my next action.

I began to touch and slide my hands over every single inch of her body, my fingers tracing across her smooth skin. I felt a few small, faint nicks left over from past fights in her youth, likely from intense martial arts training or real-life battle, but it was nothing you could ever notice without this kind of detailed, hands-on search.

I then lifted her left breast up, leaning down to gently suck on the firm nipple. I discovered that its shape and size were actually quite similar to Mary's, but the exact feel of her breast inside my mouth felt entirely right, almost as if it had been perfectly engineered just for the way I like to suck.

Her entire body began to tremble violently from an immediate, overwhelming orgasm. Out of pure curiosity, I slipped a finger down to her slick slit to feel the heavy juices she was letting out, and that single, simple touch made her moan loudly into the wet air. She instantly grabbed my hand, forcefully pulling it right against her pussy so she could feel the pressure more, while her other hand reached up to grip the back of my head, forcefully driving my face deeper into her breast as if she were trying to physically merge me into her body.

"I love, love, love, love you, Rick!" she cried out, her voice cracking with pure emotion.

My middle two fingers continued to examine her bare slit and sensitive clit, making her breath rattle unnaturally hard against my ear. She shifted her weight, guiding my face over to her other breast so I wouldn't leave it out. After a few more intense moments of friction, her hand reached down between us, grabbing hold of my fully erect penis and starting to stroke it rapidly as she spoke to me.

"I need you to fill me with your everything," she pleaded, her eyes wide and wild. "Even if you hurt me, I don't care. Just give me all of you, and I mean right now. I cannot wait any longer, Rick."

Hearing her desperate, unhinged cry for me snapped something inside my chest. I pushed her back against the wet shower wall and lifted her straight up by her legs, pinning her knees tightly to her chest. Her hand reached down between us, desperately lining me up to push in, and I didn't hesitate.

Ignoring her initial protests of physical discomfort, I did exactly what she asked and shoved my entire erection into her, driving all the way to the absolute base to show her there was no turning back.

"Ah! So good, I wanted this forever! Ah, aha, ha~! Fuck me hard, my lover~!"

Her arms locked securely around my neck, pulling me down into a deep, exhausting kiss that tasted of water and passion. My hips immediately started to thrust in and out of her deep, pounding into her hard and completely ignoring the tender, gentle care that most women usually want in bed. It seemed my Lucy was quite a bit of a masochist when it came to sex.

She only seemed to get happier and more aggressive every single time I increased the speed, delivering deep, punishing thrusts that would make a regular virgin flinch away in pain.

Internally, as I kept thrusting away, I could tell she was experiencing a constant, rolling climax. The frantic grunts escaping her mouth and echoing against my lips were turning completely primal and unintelligible, sounding less like a woman and more like a starving beast finally tearing into a meal after years of absolute deprivation.

The heavy shower water pouring down over our bodies created a series of loud, lewd, wet slapping noises with every impact of our hips. I knew for a fact that she was going to walk incredibly funny after tonight, probably dealing with a soreness even worse than what Jenifer had gone through, but this was exactly what this obsessed woman wanted more than anything else in the world. She wanted her body physically molded into my shape.

I started to bite and suck heavily on her neck and chest, hammering her insides without mercy while her fingernails ran wildly through my hair. I decided she would absolutely love a physical mark to remember this by, so I leaned down to her inner breast and sucked down incredibly hard. I felt her entire internal walls instantly tighten like a vice around my dick the moment she realized I was marking her boob. A frantic stream of words leaked from her lips.

"I love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love you, my everything! Never leave me, and stay inside me forever! Cumming more, hah~!"

I could no longer hold myself back under that intense pressure, and I finally finished deep inside her, making a much bigger mess than I ever had before. Having sex with Lucy was such an intense turn-on that I felt like I came twice as much as my usual amount. She could clearly feel the heavy volume pouring into her, her hand reaching down to feel my shaft still pumping rhythmically while a massive, wide smile broke across her face.

"Take me to our bed," she whispered, her voice husky. "And ride me hard like you love only me. Make me only want you in me."

I realized right then and there that she was completely crazy. I simply smiled and kissed her, a classic piece of advice flashing through my mind... Don't stick your dick in crazy... But holy fuck, it felt absolutely amazing.

"May Lee, never stop loving me," I murmured against her lips.

I stopped my thrusting and finally let her slide down, carefully rinsing the excess fluids off her body and doing a quick mental check to ensure she was medically fine. Finding no tearing or issues, I picked her up in my arms once again, heading straight out into the bedroom toward the mattress.

"Are you absolutely sure you don't want to stop for now?" I asked, laying her down. "I was a bit rough in there."

She pulled me down for a quick kiss and countered, "I want to remember every single ache. I want to feel you even when you have physically left this room. That is what true love is."

Her logic was definitely a bit skewed, but crazy can never be truly understood by normal standards, so I just placed her comfortably on the bed and crawled over her.

A completely bizarre scene began to unfold as the night dragged on. I was currently fucking Lucy from behind in a deep doggie-style position, while she was casually balancing her laptop on the mattress at midnight, typing away to ensure the global launch of Valentine ran smoothly. I let out a smile of utter defeat, looking down at her.

"My beautiful Lucy, are you sure you don't want me to stop for a second so you can actually focus on your work?" I asked, my hips still moving.

"Hmm~! Nope," she cooed, her fingers flying across the keyboard. "Just keep fucking me until you physically cannot do it anymore, my lovely man. Just love me for as long as possible, ufufu. Oh, that is so good~!"

Somehow, her shameless dirty talk kept challenging my ego to keep going, but I could feel my third round quickly drawing near. I gripped her hips firmly, pounding into her with a sudden surge of strength, which only made her giggle at my blatant attempt to distract her from the screen. Soon enough, I let out the absolute last of what was left in my nuts and came to a halt. I made sure not to pull out of her, remembering how incredibly sad she had acted the last time I withdrew too quickly.

As I looked over her bare shoulder to peer at the laptop screen, I softly caressed her smooth hips and lower back. I felt a sudden pang of guilt for going so rough on her, but she just seemed entirely happy, so I decided to voice my thoughts, "I really need to tell the others about us. I feel like I am cheating on everyone by not saying anything."

She gently disconnected our bodies, allowing a copious amount of baby batter to leak out onto the sheets, and pushed me onto my back so I could finally rest. She lay down right beside me, resting her head on my chest as she explained the situation.

"They pretty much already know, but they won't ask you directly," Lucy revealed, her voice calm. "During their shared spa days, they have already discussed our relationship thoroughly. They are currently guessing that my husband is dead, and that you and I are simply having a discreet affair. None of your lovers mind it at all, and they even explicitly said they liked me. Mary actually told them that I am physically unable to have children, so they deliberately didn't want to bring it up to spare my feelings. So just relax and enjoy our affair. It won't be nearly as fun when you talk about it openly, my little lover."

I reached down, my fingers gently touching the dark red hickey I had left on her breast. She grinned up at me, noticing the gesture.

"This shows me that you truly love me, right?" she said, her eyes gleaming with that familiar obsession. "So don't feel bad at all. In fact, do it more."

I leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips before finally asking the burning question, "Because of our intense workout, I couldn't actually keep an eye on the screen. How did the launch go? Oh, and while I'm at it, Happy Lovers Day, Lucy."

The moment those words left my mouth, her entire demeanor shifted. She completely threw the expensive laptop to the side, letting it clatter onto the mattress as she aggressively climbed right on top of me, her chest heaving as she breathed heavily in my face.

She let out a low, territorial growl, "That is right! I am officially the very first woman to ever claim you on Lovers Day, ufufu!"

She looked down at my face, a deeply wicked, evil smile spreading across her lips. Before I could even process her sudden surge of energy, her hand slid straight down between us, grabbing hold of my little buddy and immediately giving it her full, undivided attention.

"You will not be leaving this bed until you give me one more round, my lover!" she demanded, her grip tightening with absolute intent.

I had genuinely created a monster. And that was exactly how my official Lovers Day started—trapped beneath the beautiful, suffocating weight of my most aggressive lover.