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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

"So," Olivia drawled. "Why is Mister Holz with us again?"

"Oh!" Eternity exclaimed as she looked around the bookshelves, admiring the vast collection of books and inhaling the smell of ink printed on old paper as if it were a drug. "He has free time today!"

Olivia raised an eyebrow as she followed Eternity as she browsed through the aisle. Trailing behind her, Evan followed.

He was fresh from work, so he was wearing his expensive office attire, causing him to stand out in the library. Partly, it was because he was dashing in his outfit, with his slicked brown hair, his navy blue business suit, and tanned leather Oxford shoes.

But mainly, it was because he just completely seemed out of place in this mundane place.

"Isn't 17:00 the regular end of office hours?" Olivia pointed out. "Not… 13:30."

"He's the CEO of his company," Eternity reminded her. "Technically, he could do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted."

The Owner Asked For it