The Harem King 3 Chapter 3

I was standing before a majestic building that seemed to reach the heavens peak with its daunted height.

"ZOOM!" the cab i just hop out vanished in a speedy blast of tires. Overhead was the various shapes and sizes of the flying s.h.i.+ps that only the rich can afford.

"Good morning, Sir!" I smiled and levelled my head to gaze at a handsome man.

"Identification. Please." The man emphasized his words a second time.

"I'm sorry. Here's my ID, Sir." I replied and got a rectangular thin object from my wallet. These dumb machines, I cursed inside.

"Welcome to the School of the Gifted, Mr. Everhart. You may enter." the man visibly warmed up his tone the moment he'd confirmed my ident.i.ty.

"Thank you, Sir." I replied politely and bowed my head a little. Showing a bit of courtesy could maintain my facade well enough.

I was not foolish to believe that only one pair of eyes were looking at me at the moment. My steps took me past the huge gates of the school and into its inner sanctum.

After the initial division of the outside surface to what was hidden behind the veil of its tall walls, I could finally see a soul other than mine.

Children the same age as me walked these halls in the hundreds. Still, i gave them no mind other than a mere cursory glance.

My eyes particularly roamed the nubile bodies of the teenagers. They were hot and tight. And I could feel myself hardened in antic.i.p.ation of what was to come.

But I held my impulses in check since i have all the time in the world to plunder them all. HAHAHA!

These beauties shall all belong to me and i will sate my desires fully after everything else i needed to do first.

I thought and the promise of tomorrow pleased me to no end.

"How can i help you, Mr. Everhart?" a young woman with the same accent and expression as that man in the gates asked.

I stood in front of the many receiving outlets that dominated the scene to accommodate the flood of would be students.

"Good morning, ma'am. I want to enrol in this school." i said my purpose in coming.

"I checked your records, Mr. Everhart. It says here that you have an appointment in the University of Abalet this morning. Are you sure you want to enrol here?" she promptly responded after a two second pause.

"So you read my bio? What a smart b.i.t.c.h!" I noted wordlessly and kept a calm face outside.

"Yes, ma'am." i affirmed.

"Okay. Please follow me to take the tests in order to gauge your qualifications in applying in this school."

She led the way and the small booth we were seating on collapsed itself unto the flat exterior of the immaculate floors.

After mere seconds, the structural work of art vanished into nothingness.

"Cool and pricey." i commented inside.

"Please go inside the room and an interviewer will guide you through the tests, Mr. Everhart." my lovely host instructed after we walked for about 5 minutes to arrive at a room full of white.

"This appears more like a laboratory for dissection rather than a place for testing. Hmmm." my inner self observed.

"Thank you, ma'am." i applied the civility i was expected to render.

"You're welcome, Mr. Everhart. Good luck and have a nice day."

Her unemotional voice tried to deliver a positive conversational line but all it did was made me swallow a mouthful of cringes within.

"Thank you again, ma'am." i said again to the seductively swaying hips that enticed my sight.

"Keep it in, Damon. You'll have all the p.u.s.s.y you can get later. HAHAHA!" I soothed the animal within me.

I turned around and walked towards the doors of the white room.

"WHOOs.h.!.+" it opened before it hindered my path.

"Sit down." the words were cold but the one who gave them were not.

She was maybe a twenty year old woman and wore quite a revealing dress, if i may say so.

Her head was bowed low as if seeing something only she can decipher on the blank surface of the table before her.

With how transparent everything seemed to be, my vision focused on her supple smooth legs as she crossed them delicately below.

Not a robot this time! HAHAHA!

The smell of her perfume was intoxicating and before i knew it, i found myself standing directly in front of her.

With only one translucent object that separated us, I bent down to cup a feel to the prodigious amounts of flesh that seemed to spill from whence it was encased.

"ZINGGGGGGGGG!" but before my hands felt the soft flesh i expected to gather in my palms, i heard something.

And that was the last thing i managed to sense before everything else turned dark.