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"So, how do you like it?" Mark asked Peter, his eyes filled with hope.
After arriving at their destination, Mark had shown Peter a stunning villa. The property boasted four spacious bedrooms, each with an attached bathroom, three guest rooms, a grand hall, a fully furnished modern kitchen, state-of-the-art bathrooms, and a large garage capable of accommodating at least three cars and two bikes. The front of the villa featured a small, well-maintained garden and a sparkling swimming pool.
In a word, it was luxurious—a home that Mark had carefully chosen for Peter, believing it to be the best among the available options. Now, all Mark could do was hope that Peter would love it enough to make the purchase.
"Hmm, it's perfect." Peter replied with a satisfied smile, "I'll take it." Without hesitation, he handed Mark a suitcase containing three million dollars in cash.
"Uh... great! But what's in this suitcase?" Mark's initial joy at Peter's decision to buy the villa was quickly replaced by confusion as he accepted the heavy bag.
"Three million dollars." Peter said casually.
"What?!" Mark's eyes widened in shock. He hadn't expected Peter to be carrying such an enormous amount of cash so nonchalantly. The thought of someone walking around with three million dollars in a suitcase, looking completely carefree, was beyond his comprehension.
"You handle all the paperwork, and let me know when I can move in." Peter said, his tone calm and confident.
Mark snapped out of his daze, clutching the suitcase tightly, "Yes, of course. Leave the paperwork to me. You can move in the day after tomorrow." He assured Peter.
With the deal sealed, the two left the villa. Mark offered to drive Peter home, but Peter declined with a polite smile, suggesting instead that he be dropped off at a nearby bus stop. Though Mark insisted, Peter remained firm, so Mark didn't push further. After dropping Peter off, Mark drove away, still processing the surreal transaction.
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"I'm back." Peter announced as he stepped through the front door of his house. Hearing noises from the kitchen, he headed straight there, knowing the girls were gathered inside.
As he entered, he saw May seated in a chair, surrounded by Mary, Liz, and Gwen. Reiran sat across from them, quietly observing the scene. The moment Peter walked in, Reiran and May's faces lit up with smiles. However, before they could greet him, Mary, Liz, and Gwen stood up, their expressions sharp and accusatory.
"What's going on, girls?" Peter asked with a teasing grin, already aware that May must have shared the news of her pregnancy.
"Huh? What's going on?" Mary stepped forward, her voice laced with anger and a hint of jealousy, "You're asking *us* what's going on?"
"You're still trying to play innocent?" Gwen chimed in, moving closer to Peter.
"How could you do this to us?" Liz added, her tone a mix of frustration and hurt, "We were your girlfriends first. Why did you go and get your own aunt pregnant?"
Mary and Gwen nodded in agreement, their arms crossed as they glared at Peter.
"Girls, it just happened. Don't be so jealous." Peter said with a gentle smile. He reached out and patted each of their heads, one by one, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you all get your turn when the time is right. No need to be sad."
As Peter touched their heads, he subtly activated his seductive touch, a skill that never failed to calm and excite them. Almost instantly, their anger melted away, replaced by flushed cheeks and shy smiles. They fidgeted slightly, their legs rubbing together as they nodded in understanding.
"Looks like he's tamed them pretty well!" May commented, amused by the scene. Just moments ago, the girls had been furious and jealous, but a few words and a gentle touch from Peter had transformed them into obedient and bashful companions.
Reiran, too, was surprised, 'My hero is so powerful!' She thought, her admiration for Peter growing. Not only was he capable of taking down countless gangsters, but he could also effortlessly soothe his angry girlfriends. It was a side of him she hadn't fully appreciated until now.
"Humph~ If you say so." Mary said with a pout, though her tone was noticeably softer.
The girls had come to accept that May was now one of Peter's women. They knew he was a man who always got what he wanted, and while they were initially shocked to learn he had seduced his own aunt, they quickly rationalized it. Peter wasn't bound by the same morals as ordinary people. He was extraordinary, and his actions often defied conventional norms. It wouldn't surprise them if more women fell for him in the future.
"Haah, but Peter, how could you even seduce your own aunt?" Liz asked, her voice softening as she took Peter's right hand and hugged his arm tightly, pressing her chest against him.
"Yeah, aren't you worried about what people will say?" Gwen added, quickly grabbing his left arm and mirroring Liz's actions.
Seeing her friends secure their spots, Mary felt a pang of jealousy. It seemed she had lost this round.
"How could I not?" Peter replied, his gaze shifting to May. The girls followed his eyes, taking in May's voluptuous figure, "Just look at her. She has such an alluring body that I couldn't resist."
"Stop it, Peter~" May protested, her face turning red with embarrassment. She covered her cheeks with her hands, though she couldn't hide the pleased smile that crept onto her lips.
Gwen, Liz, and Mary exchanged glances, silently agreeing with Peter's assessment. May was undeniably beautiful, with a figure that defied her age. Her ample curves and striking presence were enough to captivate anyone.
"I think I understand you now." The three girls said in unison, their earlier anger replaced by a mix of admiration and resignation.
While this exchange unfolded, Reiran sat quietly, her face flushed as she observed the scene. Her hero was not only strong but also incredibly shameless. Yet, that very shamelessness only deepened her respect for him.
After calming the girls, Peter took a seat beside May, gently kissing her cheek and placing a hand on her stomach, "I have a surprise for you." He said, turning on the TV.
"What surprise?" May asked, her curiosity piqued.
"I'll show it to you the day after tomorrow." Peter replied cryptically, his eyes shifting to Gwen, Liz, and Mary. They immediately understood—he must have bought the new house.
"Ah, can I ask something?" Reiran suddenly spoke up, her voice timid.
Peter smiled warmly at her, "You don't need to ask for permission to speak. You're part of this family now." He said, standing up and gently ruffling her hair.
"Family..." Reiran repeated, her eyes glistening with emotion. Not long ago, she had lost everything. She had even feared that her life was over, but Peter had saved her. Now, she had a new family—a place where she belonged.
"Yes, Peter's right." May chimed in, "You're one of us now, so feel free to ask anything." When May had learned about Reiran's past and how Peter had rescued her, she had been shocked but also immensely proud of him.
Gwen, Liz, and Mary nodded in agreement. Over time, they had grown close to Reiran, appreciating her kind and gentle nature.
"Thank you." Reiran said, her voice trembling with gratitude, "I just wanted to know... what should I be doing here? Is there any work I can help with?"
Peter and the others chuckled softly, "Reiran, you're not a servant here." Peter explained, "You don't have to do anything unless you want to. But if you'd like to help, you can take care of May as she's pregnant. Make sure she doesn't overwork herself."
Reiran nodded eagerly, "Of course! I'll make sure she doesn't lift a finger."
"Oi! I am not a patient! At least ask me!" May protested, though her pout was more playful than serious.
The room erupted in laughter, and soon even May joined in, her cheeks tinged with pink. It was moments like these that made their unconventional family feel whole.