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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

"I'm home," Evan announced as he opened the door to his apartment, feeling slightly tired but relieved that he was finally back here and soon, in Eternity's arms.

To begin with, the lights at the hallway's entrance were out, but a row of candles cast a warm glow on the hallway, appearing to direct him to follow the trail.

Second, there was a faint rose aroma in the apartment, which might have come from the candles or the rose petals that were scattered all over the floor.

But there was something else aside from the scent of roses—the undeniable aroma of good food. But it wasn't just one distinct smell of food, but a combination of them that, combined together, made his mouth salivate and his stomach grumble.

Evan temporarily forgot about his exhaustion and was replaced with confusion as he continued to stare around the dimly lit hallway, drawn to the mysterious trail of candles and rose petals.

The Doll Resembled a Human More than the Owner