Richest Mogul

Chapter 1847

"Yes, Mr. Manfred, don't hold back any longer. Resisting this will harm your body," the two women coaxed.

Their figures were strikingly alluring-voluptuous in all the right places, with fair skin that seemed to glow in the candlelight. It was a scene of undeniable allure, exuding a mesmerizing beauty that could easily captivate any onlooker.

Vivian had never witnessed anything like this before.

Although she was a modern woman who had attended biology classes, seen various TV dramas, and even recently watched a few action films, she had never encountered such a scene firsthand.

For a moment, she was utterly stunned, frozen in shock. It took her a while to process what was happening.

"Get... out..." Manfred's voice was strained, filled with a mix of suppressed agony and a hint of murderous intent. His eyes were bloodshot, glowing with intense redness.

It was clear he was enduring extreme suffering.

"Mr. Manfred, we're here to serve you. You're feeling so uncomfortable right now -why endure it? We can make you feel completely at ease," one of the women said seductively.

"Yes, Mr. Manfred, stop resisting," the other chimed in.

Both women were astounded. They had never encountered a man who could retain his composure for this long after consuming the drug. Normally, it would obliterate all restraint, leaving men utterly at its mercy.

Yet here they were two beautiful women working together to seduce Manfred.

seduction, even with their clothes

was resisting-why

two stunning beauties right in front of him, and yet he remained

refused to believe it, as it was

Vivian snapped back to her senses. She quickly pieced

two women to seduce him. But despite

trying everything to tempt him, he

hesitation, Vivian

with precise, swift strikes. Her movements were

from a young age, she was skilled in close combat and knew exactly where to strike to disarm someone quickly. She also

use such techniques on women, the situation left her

momentarily stunned, watching the two women collapse before turning his gaze

wasn't sure if she was real or a figment

been

women was revolting to him, making his

Vivian, but they

soul. The scent of these women was steeped in decadence and

"Vivian..."