Chapter 167: Delaney’s Kink?
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"Any reports yet?"
A calm, controlled voice came through the phone.
Showing an apprehensive look, Chris, perplexed, took a deep breath to think, due to the fact that the truth would implicate his life if revealed.
"No, not yet," he replied, holding his breath.
"Okay," the voice said, and ended the call.
"Fuck!"
Chris instantly crashed out and slammed the phone on the floor.
"I need to get rid of this." He stared at the burner phone in apprehension, ready to smash it just like he did to the smartphone, but froze.
"No, no, no. This isn’t right... I need this as evidence. I can’t go to jail for aiding murder. I also have a future. I need to get out of the city or even the country. My future... think straight, Chris. I need money... Kelvin. I need to see Kelvin... No, he’s probably flown out too... Him, yes, him. Blackmail, if I can..."
Chris’s eyes shone with a crazy glint as an idea formed in his mind.
"Hum? Chris?"
Suddenly, the voice of the girl on his bed called out to him, waking him from his reverie.
Early the next morning, while all the news reporters were in a frenzy regarding the six scorched bodies last night, those who it truly related to remained clueless and began their days.
"Miles?"
Just as Miles closed his eyes, preparing to go back to sleep after visiting the bathroom, a sneaky voice, almost like a whisper, called out to him.
Raising his brows, his eyes lazily opened. Tilting his head slightly, he saw Theo, with three girls behind him in disarray. Their makeup and dresses were barely holding on through the support of their arms as they held handbags and shoes in their hands, looking a bit surprised as they saw him, the famous ongoing trend.
Seeing Miles move proved he wasn’t hallucinating from the after-effects of the drunken feast last night at the party. Theo let out a relieved smile that quickly changed to a grin unseen by the girls behind him.
However, a moment later he seemed to realize it was a stupid move to wake Miles since their plan was to sneak out without anyone noticing.
"Sorry," he whispered to the girls and resumed the sneaky movements towards the door, leaving Miles speechless at the sight.
’Is this still blackmail?’
Watching the girls in tow behind Theo while seemingly embarrassed when they recognized him, Miles rubbed his chin, thinking maybe Theo had an unearthed charm to attract sluts or just a big dick.
A moment later, he heard the sound of the engine being ignited and prepared to adjust and lay back down when his eyes involuntarily lingered on Delaney, who was lying on the long couch, soundly asleep with a duvet wrapped around her body.
He was about to move his gaze when his eyes instinctively zoomed on the view after a slight movement.
In her subconscious act, Delaney had swung out her hand along with the duvet, perhaps in an attempt to feel a little bit of cold—
’Fuck!’
Miles inwardly cursed.
First, she was wearing a brown slim shirt, and considering the dark visuals of last night, he hadn’t really noticed the gleaming poke of her nipples.
Delaney’s shirt was raised up, hanging around her chest with one boob out and visible to his eyes after the duvet was swung sideways.
’Did she rub her boobs to get herself to sleep?’
Miles imagined the scene where he was fast asleep and she was rubbing her boobs. Suddenly discovering this so-called big sister’s weird or rather kinky side, his morning wood, which had just been quelled, quickly formed again at the thought.
"Hmmm."
Just then, Delaney exhaled and wrapped the duvet around her once more before shifting to rest on her chest and face against the couch back.
’Is she acting?’
Miles couldn’t help it, feeling a sense of déjà vu that she had purposely shown him a peek and turned the other way just to smile.
Focusing his eyes on her body to seek any subtle movement, he didn’t sense anything out of the norm and recalled his imagination.
’She’s truly asleep, it seems.’
Miles brushed off the earlier thrill of his imagination about getting lucky with Delaney.
Summoning the system’s screen, he saw that her infatuation was only 40% at best, meaning she had strong impressions of him.
Resting his head and about to sleep for thirty minutes before the sun was fully up, the door opened with a click and Theo stepped inside rubbing his face as he gestured at him excitedly, but stopped after noticing Delaney on the couch nearby.
Seeing the former about to start a conversation, Miles shook his head—
"Gotta sleep, dude," he excused himself and laid down, while Theo exhaled to rein in his excitement.
"Damn."
A fucked look dawned on Theo and he sneakily climbed up the stairs, in haste to arrange the mess he made of the roof last night.
...It wasn’t known how long had passed.
"Arrrrrhhhhhhhh."
Delaney’s loud yawn, uncaring of a lady’s manners, made Miles’ eyes shoot open and jolt up.
"Ehn?"
Shocked, he saw her stretching her limbs with eyes closed, a look of bliss on her face as she did.
"Arrrrrhhhh."
Following one more loud shout, she smiled, satisfied, and stiffly placed her feet on the floor, then relaxed.
"Ahhhh. The reason I look forward to waking up every morning! Hoooh!"
She yelled, and opened her eyes to see Miles dumbly staring at her because her boobs were still out, and this time there were both of them.
"Hey." She smiled, but didn’t expect the next moment for Miles to point his finger at her chest. Then she followed it.
Her eyes widened and she retraced her gaze to glance at his face, then instantly glanced back at her tits.
"Crap!"
Experiencing disbelief and shock, she instantly lowered her shirt, forcing it down to her waist, and heaved with her head lowered.
There was silence in the air afterwards, and Miles raised his two hands in the air, declaring it wasn’t his fault for what he saw.
Now only her poking nipples, which seemed hard and erect, were noticeable through the fabric.
"You, what did you see?" Delaney raised her voice slightly, trying not to act awkward as she pointed her fingers at him.
"Nothing," Miles said, seeming unperturbed by what just happened and leaving Delaney a bit stunned by it.
However, she quickly nodded.
"Good. You saw nothing and know nothing, okay? You better not let the word of this get out."
Miles nodded. "It’s okay, Delaney. I’m good at keeping secrets."
Hearing his words, she heaved a sigh of relief and said nothing more.
"Simon?!"
Her shout reverberated through the house, waking those who were still embracing each other.
Upstairs, in his room, Simon squinted his eyes as he quickly rubbed them and exhaled.
Beside him, Amelia, in just her undies, was also alerted by the shout and quickly glanced around the room in confusion.
"Where am I?" she muttered, but upon sensing the movement beside her, she tilted and saw Simon. Memories of last night flooded in.
"Sorry, babe. I’m coming." Simon kissed her lips and headed down.
A similar scene was happening in the next room, but the two were both shy and quickly got dressed.
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’Fuck. It’s 10 a.m.?’
Glancing at the time on his phone screen, Miles was surprised, thinking a planned thirty-minute nap had unknowingly lasted four hours.
Swiping up the home screen, he searched for online car purchases right away.
Just then, a series of footsteps came from the stairs and five figures descended from it: Simon, Amelia, Theo, Oliver, and Emily.
Despite having done all they could to look moderate, the ordeals of last night were still visible on their faces.
"Oh, girls, I hope you weren’t mistreated."
Sighting the girls, Delaney smiled and teased them into blushing.
Emily and Amelia nodded with flushed cheeks, too shy to speak in these circumstances.
"That’s nice. You don’t mind lending him to me, right?" Already pulling Simon to the side, she said, and Amelia nodded.
Sensing the hidden meaning in Delaney’s words, Oliver stepped in with a nervous laugh.
"Let’s go ahead," he said twice, and the two girls nodded.
"I’ll drive," Theo interrupted and proposed to join, while avoiding guilty eye contact with Delaney.
"Okay."
Soon, it was three people left in the house.
"Scoundrel."
The moment they left, Delaney tugged Simon’s ears and the latter squealed like a pig.
"Arrrhhhhh."
After a moment, Delaney let go, seemingly powerless as she picked up her phone.
"You three are going to clean up the mess you made. The whole house must be cleaned up today without a single dirty spot left. Including the trash."
Simon nodded, unable to refute, while rubbing his red ears. "Okay, okay. I’ve heard you."
"Good. Stop by the mall and get the stuff from the list I just sent you. I’ve sent you some money," Delaney ordered, and Simon nodded after winking at Miles, who hadn’t been included.
Minutes later, the house was mostly empty with just two people within.
