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[Warning: Mature Content, R18, Contemporary-Fantasy setting]

Evanescence "Evan" Holz, a billionaire businessman, received a souvenir from an obscure country that creates s*x dolls called “Eternity Women.” These "Eternity Woman" are life-like and turn alive once activated. To activate them, you need to "use" them. 

There's only one way for anyone to use a doll: You "play" with them.

But what if these Eternity Women weren't just s*x dolls that magically come alive? What exactly is the mechanism behind Eternity Women that makes them into sentient beings in the first place? Is it just the pleasure, or there's something else, something sinister, that gives them life?

That’s for Evan to find out.

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EXCERPT:

"Raise your hips," he ordered. His voice was husky and demanding.

Eternity quickly did as she was told to do. He wasn't a mind reader, yet he knew that it filled her with desire that he was talking to her in such an authoritative manner.

Evan slipped Eternity's panties quickly off of her, giving them the same treatment as her bra once they were removed. He flung them away with no care as to where they would land. He nudged her legs wider apart using his, signaling the impending act.

As Eternity called it, 'penetrative intercourse.'

"May I?" he asked, even though he knew how much she wanted it.

She nodded, tears trailing down her cheeks because of how much she had done.

"F*ck me, Evan."

The CEO's Seductive Doll

"Yeah." He rolled his eyes at her. "And I have a girlfriend."

Cynthia chuckled as if that were the funniest joke he'd ever made.

"Wait!" Cynthia stopped. "You're serious?"

Once again, Evan didn't say anything.

"YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND, AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN INTRODUCE HER TO ME?!"

Cynthia literally barged inside Evan's apartment, slamming the door open with so much force that it made a loud 'thud' sound. Even though Eternity was resting (more like deactivated) inside her room, it was so loud that she woke up.

Eternity rubbed her eyes, groggily sitting up from her bed.

"Eternity," he replied, his voice nearer than she thought. "Hey, Cynthia—"

Before he could stop her, Cynthia also barged inside Eternity's room like she owned the place. Once she saw Eternity on the bed, Cynthia's icy-blue eyes, the same color as Evan's, turned frosty.

Doll of a Girlfriend