Luna crouched beneath Shawn Young, her body buzzing with nerves. Even though her cheeks were burning, she’d already made up her mind—tonight, she was betting everything to change her fate. Gritting her teeth, she grabbed Shawn’s massive, fiery-hot beast, replaying those wild scenes from Japanese “romance action flicks” in her head. She bent down, parted her cherry lips, and gently took him in, awkward but determined, working hard with every bob, eager to please.
A wave of silky, toe-curling pleasure rippled through Shawn Young, making him shiver from head to toe. He sprawled out on the leather sofa, eyes half-closed, soaking up the bliss as his hunger grew even wilder. When he finally peeked down, he got a front-row seat to Luna’s snowy, full breasts—pressed together in a deep, tempting valley. With every bob, he caught flashes of two shy, pink pearls peeking out, so juicy and inviting it was almost unfair.
Shawn was fired up all over again. He glanced over and saw Rainie, her face tomato-red, nervously sneaking peeks at Luna hard at work. Luna had that mature, seductive vibe, but Rainie was all delicate charm and shy sweetness. Oddly enough, Rainie’s curves were even more impressive! And the way she looked—bashful, a little flustered, but not quite refusing—sent Shawn’s imagination spiraling into all sorts of naughty places.
Suddenly, Shawn’s brain was full of wild fantasies—stripping Rainie bare, pinning her under him, letting his inner beast run wild. Why was he so wicked tonight? The real culprit was the leftover venom from the King Li Serpent in his blood, firing up his primal urges. Plus, after using the Soul Seizure Technique to snatch He Kaiyuan’s memories, his head was crammed with all sorts of dirty, violent thoughts—a side effect of the Soul Seizure Technique that made Shawn way more mischievous than usual.
With the heat rising, Shawn’s ‘side effects’ kicked in full blast. He couldn’t help but wave Rainie over, flashing a devilish grin. "My shoulders are killing me. Come here, give me a massage!" he teased, his voice dripping with mischief.
"Oh—okay!" Rainie squeaked, flustered, and nervously tiptoed behind Shawn Young. She started massaging his shoulders with gentle, practiced hands—being a croupier, her fingers were magic, not just with cards. Shawn felt totally pampered, though, of course, that wasn’t really what he was after tonight.
"So, your name’s Rainie, huh?" Shawn Young asked, eyes half-shut in bliss as Rainie worked her magic. One hand snaked over to her soft wrist, gently tugging her closer to his side.
"Y-yeah, that’s me, sir—" Rainie stammered, her heart thumping like crazy.
"So, where you from? How’d you end up hustling in a place like this?" Shawn asked, voice soft as velvet, his hand gliding up Rainie’s arm to her lush shoulder. With a gentle tug, he pulled her right into his lap. Rainie, just like Luna before her, toppled into Shawn’s arms, gasping in surprise and instinctively trying to get up. But Shawn’s right arm locked around her slim waist, whispering in her ear, "Don’t move—I like you just like this. Now, keep answering my questions!"
"Oh—I’m, uh, I’m from Guizhou—a tiny mountain village. Dirt poor, really. Five in my family, and my folks work the fields every day just to put my two little brothers through school. Life’s rough, and girls like me aren’t worth much. My parents only let me finish middle school before trying to marry me off. They found me a forty-something, old, ugly cripple in town. He had cash, and the moment he saw me, he was all in—forked over twenty grand to my parents, just like that. Honestly, they were selling me! But I couldn’t accept it. I didn’t want my whole life decided like that. I wanted to change my fate. So, on the wedding night, that cripple got drunk before he could touch me, and I bolted for the city. I worked every job I could find, hoping to save enough to pay him back so he’d leave my family alone. Then I heard from a boss that the casinos here paid well, so I hustled my way over. I want to change my destiny! I want to make real money!" Rainie poured her story out, her pretty face flushed with emotion.
Shawn Young hadn’t expected someone as sweet and gentle as Rainie to have such a tough past. Suddenly, he felt like a total brute for making a move on her. He let go of her slim waist, helped her up, and said softly, "Wow, I’m sorry—I had no idea you’d been through so much..."
But after letting out her feelings, Rainie seemed to have a lightbulb moment. Seeing Shawn’s reaction, she thought he was disappointed in her, and quickly blurted, "Ah—sorry, sir! I got a little emotional just now. Please don’t be mad—I know what to do!"
"Hey, I’m not mad at you at all—" Shawn Young jumped in, trying to reassure her.
But Rainie was stubborn—once she decided something, she stuck to it. Nervous but determined, she stepped up to Shawn, yanking off her clothes in a rush. She tugged off her black pants so fiercely that her white panties and black stockings came off together, flashing a sudden burst of spring. Shawn’s jaw dropped—between Rainie’s smooth, snow-white legs, she was completely bare. Her mysterious little mound was totally hairless!
"Whoa! White Tiger! You—you’re a White Tiger girl!" Shawn blurted out, totally floored.
"Yeah! I’m a White Tiger girl—that means I don’t have any hair down there. Back home, people think girls like me are super unlucky—said we’d curse our husbands and bring disaster to the family! If that cripple ever found out, he’d never let it go, and my family would be shamed for life. I had no choice. I heard only one kind of man likes White Tiger girls—casino gamblers! So please, take me. Whatever Luna can do, I can do too—" Rainie’s voice shook, tears sparkling in her eyes as she stepped up to Shawn. Her smooth, snowy legs and that bare, mysterious curve gave off a wild, forbidden charm.
Seeing this, Luna quickly parted her lips, letting go of Shawn’s now even harder, bigger beast. She stood up, shuffled aside to make room, and stood next to Shawn, her face beet-red as she gazed up at him. Her eyes sparkled, and the dampness in her black panties said it all—she was already fired up.