Vera slowly opened her eyes, blinking away the last remnants of sleep. She squinted against the bright sunlight streaming through the curtains, then focused on the figure lying beneath her. It was Ashe; beautiful, strong, and utterly devoted to her. For a moment, she felt a pang of guilt, remembering how she had treated their roommate in the past. But as she took in Ashe's contented expression and relaxed posture, that guilt faded away like mist before the sun.

Vera smiled down at Ashe, her heart filled with a strange new emotion. She leaned in closer, pressing a chaste kiss to Ashe's lips before climbing off the bed and padding over to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. As she stood there, looking at her reflection in the mirror, she realized that something had changed between them. Maybe it was the fact that they had finally connected on an emotional level or perhaps it was just the realization that they needed each other more than anything else.

Vera's breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles against her bonds, her body tensing with every thrust he makes inside her. "Just...let me..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought even as it echoes through her mind. Please let this end; please let him just kill her and put her out of her misery.

"What did you say?" His voice is dangerously calm, almost amused.

"Please," she whimpers, her cheek stinging from his slap. "Just let me..." She trails off again, tears streaming unchecked down her face as her body trembles with the effort to maintain composure. Her mind reels, searching for some way out of this nightmare, but all she can do is endure.

Vera let out another strangled cry as Lexand's hips bucked wildly against hers. Her fingers clenched into tight fists at her sides, and she felt a hot rush of pleasure wash over her as he thrust deeper than ever before. It was almost too much to bear, the sensation of him filling her so completely overwhelming her senses.

Her head thrashed back and forth on the couch, her mouth open in a silent scream as she came apart beneath him.

Vera arched her back off the couch, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. Her vision clouded with a haze of pleasure as she felt Lexand's hot seed spill deep inside of her. She was spent, her limbs heavy and numb from the exertion.

As their bodies slowed down, their breathing began to steady once more. Lexand collapsed on top of Vera, his weight pinning her down to the couch.

"This is our bedroom," Rose said softly, leading Vera towards the enormous bed draped in silky sheets. "And that's where we'll be spending most of our time together."

She smiled mischievously, pulling Vera down onto the mattress. Their bodies sank into the plush surface as they gazed at each other, hearts racing with anticipation.

Slowly, Rose leaned in closer until their lips were almost touching. Her breath tickled against Vera's skin, making goosebumps rise on her flesh.

"You know what I love about you?" Rose murmured, her voice husky with desire. "It's not just your beauty or your intelligence...it's your passion."

She traced a finger along Vera's jawline, tilting her chin up to meet her gaze. "The way you throw yourself into everything you do - whether it's work, friends, or even something as simple as watching a movie - is captivating."

Vera moaned loudly as Kentou kissed along her neck and squeezed her breasts, the sensations overwhelming. Her hips bucked faster against his, seeking release in their rough coupling. "Yes," she gasped, arching her back further. "Just like this." Her eyes closed tightly as she rode him harder, feeling the familiar tightness building deep within her.

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum!"

Vera's cries filled the room as her orgasm hit her like a wave, her body tensing and shuddering against Kentou's. Her pussy clenched tightly around his cock, and her voice rose in a hoarse moan of pleasure. She arched her back, throwing her head back as she rode out the sensation, her eyes squeezed shut and her lips parted in a silent scream.

"Fuck, Kentou,"

she said, trying to keep her voice neutral. There was an edge of defiance in it that she couldn't quite suppress. Sergei nodded curtly before gesturing for her to come closer. "Sit down," he commanded, pointing at the couch.

Reluctantly, Vera sat down on the edge of the couch, crossing her legs demurely. She glanced around the room, noticing with a twinge of anxiety that Sergei had left his phone out on the coffee table. He must really want to use it today...

When did you start believing that I care about your opinion? Sergei asked coldly. You are my employee now, and this is how you should consider yourself lucky that you have such a good salary and comfortable conditions! If you don't like something, then leave right now and find some other asshole who will satisfy you more! Or maybe you need to remember what you were doing yesterday when I entered your apartment and started fucking you without asking?! Vera felt herself tremble under his icy gaze. It's true - since last night, she completely changed her attitude towards him.