DOPPLEGANGER

TRIGGER WARNING: Explicit/Disturbing content.

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FIFTEEN minutes later, Sol was now on the bed while Quest was on top of her.

As soon as he finished his shower, he jumped her bones. Now, they were in the middle of a heavy make-out session while his hands were all over her body.

One effect of the GHB pill was the sudden increase of a person's sex drive.

[The pill is working fine.]

"Wait," Quest said when he cut off the kiss suddenly. He was just as breathless as she was. Plus, he looked very exhausted as he lay on the bed face-down. "My head… hurts…"

And just like that, he was completely knocked out.

[Easy.]

She stood up and took off her school uniform. Then she went straight to the closet to get the short-sleeved peach dress that she prepared in advance. She wore it before she faced Quest, who was still unconscious on the bed. "Good night, Quest."

A few moments later, the door of the suite opened and the person she was waiting for finally arrived.

"Hello, Sol-chan!"

It was Natasha, a gorgeous college girl in her early twenties. No, this woman wasn't Japanese. Natasha just liked calling her "Sol-chan" because, according to her, 'Sol' was too short for a name.

[Anyway…]

Natasha's most striking feature was the fact that they quite resembled each other even if they weren't connected by blood. Most people who knew her and Natasha often said Natasha's face was just a little more mature than hers. Which was normal since Natasha was older than her.

[And that face of hers is the reason she's here now.]

"You're late," she said in a scolding tone. "You know what to do, right?"

Natasha giggled, then her eyes focused on the unconscious Quest Venosa. "That boy is pretty athletic for his age. Are you sure he's just seventeen?"

Yep, that was right. Quest had a gorgeous body. No wonder he got laid early.

"Yes, he's the same age as me," she confirmed while nodding. "I guess he got a good body from all the stupid brawls he has gone through to be the school leader."

"Just my type," Natasha said playfully before she turned to her. Her eyes were already filled with hunger. "Sol-chan, are you sure you want to give your "snack" to me?" She asked, then she licked her lips as if she was starved. "I won't hold back. You know my fetish very well, don't you?"

Fucking unconscious or sleeping men was the fetish Natasha was talking about.

Well, it was more of a kink since Natasha had the permission of her sex partners to knock them out before she fucked them.

[Of course, this case is different.]

Technically, Quest had given his consent to have sex when he came with her to that hotel intending to sleep with her. He just didn't know he'd have a different sex partner.

[Bullshit, this is still r*pe.]

"What, are you getting guilty?" Natasha asked while laughing. "Why don't you just leave him here? GHB will make him forget anything, anyway."

"A horny bastard like Quest will know if he had sex or not," she said. "You know what I want you to do to solve that problem. After all, you're the best in this industry."

"You're telling me to sexually assault him, right?"

Without sugarcoating, that was what they were doing, huh?

"He's here to have sex anyway," she said, even though she was fully aware she was justifying a crime. "I chose you because we quite resemble each other. Even if he suddenly wakes up, he'll be too disoriented to notice that I am not you."

"That's true. Even people close to us still confuse me with you sometimes," Natasha said cheerfully, then she gave her a devious look. "Sol-chan, do you know how many times Yue-kun has called me by your name while we were in the middle of fucking?"

"I'm not interested in hearing about my brother's sex life."

"For someone in your position, it's a miracle that you're still a virgin at your age," Natasha said teasingly. "Are you saving yourself for your bro– argh!"

Sol grabbed Natasha by the neck.

"Say one more word and I'll fucking kill you," Sol said while wrapping her fingers around Natasha's slender neck tightly. She gave the bitch's neck a good squeeze before she roughly let go. "Your job is to fuck people when we ask you to. Just because you're my Kuya Yue's whore doesn't give you the right to give an opinion about us. Is that clear, bitch?"

Natasha, who was still catching her breath, nodded eagerly– fear clear in her eyes. "I'm s-sorry, Sol-chan. P-Please don't tell Yue-kun that I made you upset. I'll do my job well, I promise."

When she didn't respond, panic crossed Natasha's eyes.

[She's really afraid that I'd snitch on my brother, huh?]

"Aside from fucking that boy, I'll get the information you want," Natasha said desperately. "I swear I'll make him talk about the girl who committed suicide in their school. That's my expertise. You know that, right?"

Well, that was true.

Natasha would fuck unconscious men, not just because of kink. More often than not, she was required to intoxicate men to get valuable information from them. It was a mystery how Natasha could extract information from intoxicated people, but it didn't matter as long as she got the job done.

[That's also why Kuya Yue keeps her around.]

"I'll let it slide for now," Sol said when she calmed down. "I'll leave it to you, Natasha."

Natasha, who looked relieved, smiled and nodded. Then she even bobbed a curtsy for her. It was another crazy antic from the bitch that she has gotten used to. "Anything for our precious princess."

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