Super Trick or Treat System

Therefore, I think she is hiding something from me. I don’t know what I expect. What I got was proof of her strength. She gave it freely without any malice, but if I don't listen to the warning, I'm a fool. She first told me how she discovered her unique control over the total number and substance of humanity. What she felt desperate was that when she was on the verge of suicide, she found that in the deep trench of her nature, she had never had abilities. When she recovered, the power emanating from these areas was like a fish in the light.

Then she showed me the smallest measure of these powers and pulled out my hair head by head. There are only a dozen; just to show off her powerful skills. I think they are going. She just said: one from behind your ears, I will feel my skin squirming, and then jump up as the fingers of her willpower grab the hair. Then there was another one. It was an incredible display; she attributed this power to a beautiful piece of art, using tweezers to pinpoint and pluck a single hair from my scalp.

Frankly speaking, I was sitting there with fear, knowing she was just playing with me. Sooner or later I am sure it is time for her to silence me forever.

But she was suspicious of herself. She told me how she scared her even though she had honed her skills. She said that she needs someone to teach her how to best use it. I am not that person. I'm just a man who loves her, loved her before this revelation, and even so, she will still love her.

In fact, after that show, I quickly adapted to Jacqueline’s new vision. I no longer fear her, but focus more on this woman who tolerates my own body.

My work became very annoying, distracting me, thinking about the people I love. My reputation began to decline; I lost my underwear, I lost my credibility. In two or three months, my career almost disappeared. My friends despaired of me, and my colleagues avoided me.

She is not feeding me. I want to be clear. She is not, not a succubus. For me, everything that happens is my own creation, if I want to, I get away from ordinary life. She didn't attract me; it was a romantic lie about rape. She is the sea: I have to swim in her. Does this make any sense? I live on shore in a solid legal world and I am tired of it. She is liquid. An endless sea, a small room flooded, if she gave me a chance, I would be happy to drown her. But this is my decision. understand. This has always been my decision. I decided to go to the room tonight and be with her for the last time. That is my own free will.

Which man does not? She is noble.

For a month after showing power, I lived in her eternal ecstasy. When I was with her, the method she showed me exceeded the limits of any other creature on earth. I'm talking about exceeding the limit: for her, there is no limit. When I left her, the reverie continued to happen: because she seemed to have changed my world.

Then she left me.

I know why: She went to find someone to teach her how to use power. But it is not easy to understand her reasons.

I collapsed: I lost my job, I lost my identity, and I lost some of my friends in the world. I hardly noticed. They are a secondary loss, except for the loss of Jacqueline..."

"Jacqueline."

She thought, my goodness, can you really become the most influential person in this country? He looked very self-righteous and unobtrusive. His jaw is not even strong.

But Titus Pennifer is power.

His monopoly is beyond his imagination. His words in the financial world may destroy the company like a stick, the ambitions of hundreds of people, and the careers of thousands of people. Fate was in his shadow overnight. When he bragged to them, the entire company went bankrupt, and his whim caused casualties. This person knows power, if anyone knows it. He must learn from him.

"You don't mind if I call you. Do you?"

"No."

"Have you waited a long time?"

"It's long enough."

"I usually don't let beautiful women wait."

"Yes, you are."

She already knew him: two minutes in front of him was enough to find him. If she quietly showed arrogance, he would find her the fastest.

"Do you always address women by names you have never seen?"

"It's very convenient to apply; do you mind?"

"it depends on."

"what?"

"The privileges I gave you paid off."

"Is it an honor to know your name?"

"Yes."

"Um...I'm flattered. Unless of course you grant that privilege broadly?"

She shook her head. No, he could see that she was dismissive of her feelings.

"Why did you wait so long to see me?" he said. "Why do I have reports that you keep asking the secretary to let me down because I keep meeting with me? Do you want money? Because if you do, you will come back empty-handed. I became rich because of being mean, and I became richer, I became despicable."

This sentence is true. He said very clearly.

"I don't want money," she said equally candidly.

"It's refreshing."

"Richer than you."

He was taken aback. She can bite, this beauty.

"Yes," he said. There are at least six wealthy people in the hemisphere.

"I am not a dwarf to admire. I am not here to pin a name. I am here because we can be together. We can offer a lot of things to each other."

"Like?" he said.

"I have my body."

He smiled. This is the most direct offer he has heard over the years.

"So, how much return can I offer you?"

"I want to learn-"

"Learn?"

"-How to use power."

She is a stranger, a stranger.

"What do you mean?" He replied, playing for some time. He didn't get her favor. She annoyed him and confused him.

"Among the bourgeoisie, can I recite it for you again?" she said, arrogant and rude with such a smile, he almost felt charming again.

"No need. You want to learn to use power. I think I can teach you-"

"I know you can."

"You realize that I am a married man. Virginia has been with me for eighteen years."

"You have three sons, four houses, and a maid named Mirabel. You hate New York, you love Bangkok; your shirt collar is 1612, and your favorite color is green."

"turquoise."

"You are getting younger and younger."

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