Chapter Seven: The Golden Lion's Feast and the Fiancé Behind the Door**

The young nobleman surrounded by socialites was named Leonardo.

He had short, golden hair that looked like molten gold, and his deep blue eyes held an innate arrogance and weariness. He casually swirled the wine in his glass, offering only polite but distant smiles to the Japanese young ladies around him who tried to strike up conversations with him in broken English.

Until I got closer.

Unlike the others, I didn't rush to speak. Instead, I walked past him with cat-like steps.

"Da, da."

As I passed by him, I deliberately paused, and as if by accident, lightly brushed against his arm with my full buttocks, which were covered in deep purple velvet.

A scent, a blend of musk and fine perfume lingering from their passion, instantly hooked his sense of smell like an invisible hook.

Leonardo turned his head sharply.

I stopped, turned to the side, and gave him a meaningful smile. It was the look in a hunter's eyes when he saw his prey.

"Isn't the wine here a bit too weak?"

I spoke in a low, fluent French voice, hoarse and languid.

Leonardo's eyes changed instantly. It was a look of surprise at seeing one of his own kind, and the excitement of a male being provoked. He pushed aside a young lady beside him and strode over to me.

“Indeed.” He looked down at me, his gaze unabashedly landing on the deep cleavage of my chest. “So, beautiful lady, do you have any more intense recommendations?”

"The VIP suite upstairs... might hold something that can ignite your passion."

I took half a step closer to him, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear.

"For example... a woman wearing open-crotch stockings with nothing underneath."

This sentence was like a spark that ignited a powder keg.

Leonardo's wine glass wobbled, spilling a few drops of red wine. He took a deep breath of my scent, and the gentlemanly demeanor in his eyes instantly crumbled, replaced by a more primal, predatory desire.

"lead the way."

He grabbed my waist with such **** that it almost broke my back.

We made our way through the crowd to the private elevator leading to the second floor.

Just as the elevator doors were closing, I peeked through the crack and saw Takumi Takahashi not far away.

My fiancé was staring intently in our direction, his face ashen, his champagne glass nearly shattering in his hand. But instead of rushing over to stop him, he... inexplicably followed us.

What a twisted and pathetic man.

Second floor, VIP suite.

As soon as the door closed, Leonardo couldn't wait to pin me against it.

"Hmm!"

It was a wild kiss. Unlike Yamamoto's greasy probing, or Sato's awkward flattery, Leonardo's kiss was aggressive. His tongue forcefully pried open my teeth, frantically sweeping through every inch of my mouth.

"So sweet...you're like a succubus."

He growled indistinctly and roughly ripped off the straps of my evening gown with both hands.

Hiss.

The expensive deep purple velvet slipped to the ground, revealing a set of breathtaking black lace lingerie underneath.

Seeing the breasts bulging out by the thin straps, and the garter stockings on her lower body that, though torn, only made them look more lewd, Leonardo's breath caught in his throat for a second.

"My God... what a masterpiece..."

He didn't rush to insert it, but instead knelt on one knee as if admiring a work of art.

He reached out his large hand and, through the torn black stockings, stroked the inside of my thigh. The unique warmth and rough texture of his hand, characteristic of Westerners, gave me a completely new tactile stimulation.

"Is it... already this wet?"

His fingers probed into the crotch, getting his hand covered in glistening love fluid.

"Is it because of that old man? Or because of me?"

He looked up and stared at me with a wicked look in his eyes.

"Of course...it's because of your golden lion..."

I leaned against the door, my hands tucked into his blond hair, writhing restlessly. "Stop talking nonsense... hurry up... I can't take it anymore..."

The emptiness inside me was screaming. The little bit of energy Yamamoto gave me just now wasn't even enough to fill a gap in my stomach; I craved something stronger, something more intense.

"As you wish."

Leonardo stood up and unbuckled his belt.

When that enormous thing popped out, I couldn't help but gasp.

That was a true "giant." Not only was it frighteningly thick, but its veins were bulging, radiating a terrifying heat.

"Can you handle it?" he asked provocatively.

"Try it...and you'll see."

I deliberately spread my legs apart, posing as if inviting someone.

Pfft—!

Without any warning, he grabbed my thigh and thrust his hips forward.

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

I raised my head and let out a shrill, joyful scream.

It's too big!

The feeling of being completely stretched out, as if one's internal organs were about to be pushed out of place, instantly overwhelmed reason. The line between pain and pleasure became completely blurred at that moment.

"So tight! Fxxk! Is there a vacuum cleaner inside you?!"

Leonardo was also amazed by the tightness of my modified inner walls, and he began to pound into me like a pile driver.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With each impact, my back slammed hard against the door.

Just then, I heard a faint noise coming from outside the door.

Those were suppressed breathing sounds, and... the sound of hands rubbing against fabric.

Takumi was right outside the door.

My fiancé is eavesdropping on me having sex with another man, just through a door.

This realization was like a shot in the arm, instantly doubling my pleasure.

"Ah...ah! So deep...Mr. Leonardo...your is so big...much bigger than my fiancé's...!"

I deliberately raised my voice, moaning and alternating between Japanese and French as I uttered lewd words.

"Fiancé? That poor bastard downstairs?" Leonard grinned wickedly, pinching my breast even harder. "Then I'll feed you, you bitch, properly for him!"

"Yes... I'm a bitch... I'm a bitch who only recognizes big dicks... Ahhh! It's hitting the bottom! My uterus is going to be ripped open...!"

I frantically responded to his movements, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist. The tattered black stockings were torn even more tattered under the intense friction, and hanging on my legs only added a kind of sadistic beauty.

The staff inside the body began to operate at full power.

**Absorb Essence** - Overload Mode.

Leonardo's energy is as pure as gold. It's a youthful, noble, and ambitious life ****.

"Oh... damn it... what's going on... I feel like you're going to drain me dry..."

Veins bulged on Leonardo's forehead, his eyes began to glaze over, and he was overwhelmed by the exhilarating feeling of his soul being ripped away.

“Give it to me…give it all to me…the golden lion…”

I opened my mouth wide, drool dripping from the corner of my mouth, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

"He shot!!!"

With a beast-like roar, Leonardo slammed me against the door, and streams of scalding, thick lava poured wildly into my body.

Boom—Boom—Boom—!

The energy was so immense that my body involuntarily emitted a faint fluorescent glow (though only I could perceive it).

My womb greedily devoured all of this, transforming these essences into nutrients to nourish my demonic body.

Outside the door, there seemed to be the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

It seems my poor fiancé also "finished" with that climax.

a long time.

Leonardo, panting heavily, withdrew from my body.

"God...you are a monster...a fascinating monster."

His legs went weak, and he could barely stand, collapsing onto the large bed next to him.

I slid down to the floor against the door. Although I was a mess and my underwear was torn, I felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and power.

I raised my hand and looked at my skin.

The delicate sheen was almost glowing. With a light touch of the fingertip, ripples seemed to spread through the air.

I stood up, straightened the underwear that could no longer be called clothing, then picked up the evening gown from the floor and casually draped it over my shoulders.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Leonardo."

I blew him a kiss, then turned and grabbed the doorknob.

Click.

The door opened.

There was no one outside the door.

Only on the carpet remained a stain that had not yet dried, belonging to some voyeur.

I looked at the stain and a contemptuous, cruel smile curled at the corner of my mouth.

"Takumi-kun...it seems you enjoyed it too."

I stepped over the stain in my high heels and headed towards the elevator.

Her steps were so light that it felt like she was walking on clouds.

Tonight's hunt has come to a successful end.

But for Reiko Kanzaki, the real show has only just begun.

This body has undergone a complete transformation.

It no longer needs that kind of low-level disguise.

Tomorrow when I go to the office, maybe I should try a more interesting style.

For example... turning the entire company into my "cafeteria"?

I stepped into the elevator, looked at the stunningly beautiful woman in the mirror, and licked my lips.

"I haven't had enough to eat yet..."