At the same time.
Other Continent.
Divinity Nation.
Julius sat slouched in a large chair at the head of an ornate dining table, his golden armor discarded in favor of a loose, casual tunic. The spread of food before him was lavish; roasted meats, fresh bread, fruits, pastries, and fine wines, but he barely glanced at it. His gaze was distant, his fingers drumming against the wooden armrest with restless irritation.
Ugh...
The woman from last night is already boring.
He picked up a piece of roasted meat, chewing it listlessly as his thoughts churned.
Even with her body, her tight pussy, the way she screamed in pain when I forced my huge cock inside her, the way she begged and cried before I made her cum until she passed out... it's still the same. Too easy. Too predictable. Too boring.
He set the meat down, his brow furrowing.
