Morningstar Firm
Dylan's eyes twitched at the notification bell, his gaze wandering away from Clara and shifting to the new task.
{New Task acquired: Register the Morningstar firm}
{Reward: unknown}
Dylan wasn't sure why, but this message seemed to calm him. It reminded him that he was still living in a world of law and order.
"I'll keep that in mind. Thanks for last night." He said, pushing aside the thoughts of the previous night.
Dylan hopped to his feet, walked over to Clara, and gave her a peck on the forehead. He watched her face turn red and her hands clutching her towel.
Clara's expectant eyes found his eyes, giving him a suggestive look and her fingers slowly loosened her towel. He could feel the hunger in her eyes, she wanted him more than anything.
She wanted to recreate memories of their first night together but without the pain.
Dylan could feel the tension in the air as their eyes locked. He watched Clara's left hand wander down his abs and slide into his pants as soon as it got the chance.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Their attention shifted to Dylan's phone on the bedside table, and a flicker of disappointment flashed across Clara's eyes.
"What are you waiting for?" Dylan spoke up, drawing her attention. "Get the phone and get back to work. This dick won't suck itself."
Clara's face lit up like a bulb, and a smile of excitement stretched across her face. She ran to the bedside stand to get Dylan's phone, while he walked over to the couch and sat down.
Dylan watched as Clara enthusiastically ran to him while clutching her towel tightly. Her bouncing breasts made his eyes sparkle as she passed the phone to him and got on her knees.
"My life is in your hands... Don't betray my trust again." Dylan gave her a warning with a smile before picking up the call.
"20, talk to me," Dylan said, watching as Clara giggled at his words.
Her slender fingers made their way to his pants, pulling them down in one graceful movement.
"Saw the news blood, had to check on you." 20 Shoot let out a sigh of relief.
While he spoke, Clara's tongue played with the tip of Dylan's cock. It gently. She rushed against it, wiping it clean of pre-cum, while her hands gently stroked the 9-inch python.
"I appreciate your concern, and I thank you for your gift. I didn't expect the extra visitors, but It changed nothing, I got the job done regardless." Dylan chuckled, perfectly hiding the nervousness he felt as Clara shoved his cock into her mouth.
"Wait, that was you?" 20 Shots blurted out on the other side of the call, his voice filled with shock.
He called Dylan, afraid he was amongst the casualties of the strange fire. How could he not be shocked by the way Dylan spoke, implying he had a hand in the flames?
"20, you are my favorite and only client..." Dylan paused, closing his eyes as he exhaled heavily.
The warm, slippery heaven of Clara's mouth threatened to snatch his consciousness away mid-call.
"Eventually, you will come to find out that you are capable in so many ways..." Dylan said with all the energy he could muster, before turning, ending the call.
{DF: 1/ 20}
{DF: 3/20}
From the corner of his eyes, he could see his demonic force rising, but this was the least of his worries.
"We can't go all the way... We need to get some work today..." Dylan muttered, holding Clara's hair back, her head jerking back and forth.
"Dammit... Just take my soul already" Dylan's gasp drowned underneath Clara's gagging sounds.
{Bitch, that's mine already!} Lich cursed.
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The sleek interior of the Illinois Secretary of State's office gleamed under bright fluorescent lights.
Dylan leaned back in his chair, scanning the official paperwork in front of him. While Clara stood beside him, flipping through a checklist on her tablet.
"All right, we're filing as an LLC," Dylan said, signing under his name. "Thank you for your help."
{Charm Activated}
{-1 DF}
{19/20}
The clerk assisting them was a young woman with a name tag that read Linda. She seemed unusually cooperative, her cheeks slightly flushed as she processed the documents.
"This usually takes a few weeks, but… I'll see what I can do to expedite it for you," Linda said with a bright smile.
"Linda, you're amazing," Dylan said, his tone smooth and appreciative.
Clara suppressed an eye roll, but she couldn't argue with the results.
---
The duo made a quick stop at a café, where Clara worked on the IRS website to apply for an Employer Identification Number (EIN).
Dylan noticed many eyes on their table, but he was already getting used to people looking at him in public. He was even shocked no one had mustered the courage to approach.
He leaned over Clara's shoulder, sipping a coffee and watching her work.
"It's done," Clara said, hitting the final submit button.
"That's record time," Dylan remarked with a grin.
"Maybe because you talked Linda into calling in a favor," Clara teased.
Dylan chuckled while taking a sip. He could hear the jealousy in Clara's tone.
"Can you blame me? We're on a tight schedule," Dylan replied, flashing a smirk.
Clara nodded with a smile as she sank her teeth into a doughnut.
"Is it that good?" Dylan asked, and Clara nodded childishly.
She put down the doughnut and wiped the crust off her lips before talking.
"Where next?" She asked, her gaze bubbling with excitement.
She seemed to be happy just being a part of Dylan's dream.
"The bank... We need to get a company account so that we can get our $1.5 million dollars from 20." Dylan answered honestly, his eyes flashing with greed.
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At the local bank, Dylan explained his firm's needs to the branch manager, who, like Linda, seemed uncommonly eager to help.
Within an hour, they had a fully operational business account under Morningstar Legal LLC.
Clara glanced at her watch as they exited the bank. The setting sun painted the city streets in hues of gold and crimson.
"It's already late," she said, her voice laced with exhaustion.
"Long day," Dylan admitted, straightening his tie. "But worth it. Morningstar Legal is officially in business."
{Task Completed: Register Morningstar Firm}
{+500 EXP}
{Next level requirement: 1,100 EXP}