The Pleasure Lord - Chapter 80 Random Roll III

Travel through the world of Naruto, activate the god-level forging system, and a super strong man has risen in the ninja world!

One after another artifact appeared in the ninja world one after another,

So the whole world is boiling!

Grass Pheasant Sword, Ten Fist Sword, One Hit Kill – Murasame!

The beheading sword, the Zanpakutō, the flowing blade is like fire・d solution!

Red Sand Scorpion: “My puppet is not worth mentioning in front of his ninja gear!”

Four Raikage: “What?

He can slash through my Thunder Dun armor with a single knife? ! ”

Madara Uchiha: “I can’t even beat his ninja gear. What kind of fourth ninja war is going on?”

- Description from novelbuddy

Jack Griffin was just another face in the bustling halls of the advertising firm, an ordinary employee with an unassuming title. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. His inherent charisma and undeniable presence caught the discerning eye of the company's striking female CEO. What began as an unexpected notice swiftly transformed into an extraordinary ascent. From that moment on, Jack's world expanded, ushering him into the exclusive echelons of high society and turning him into a figure not just admired, but sought after by the city's most captivating women.[AUTHORS NOTE][PLEASE THIS NOVEL HAS MANY SEXUAL CONTENT]

“Please... give me a baby.”His eyes cut like sharp blades: “Even if it's with your husband's own brother?”I nod, trembling.To save my dying husband, I would cross any line.What started as a deal spun out of control in the darkness.“Look at me,” he grips my chin. “What are you craving?”I shake my head, biting my lip as tears fall.“You want this...” his lips brush mine, “you want me.”

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one.Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence.I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation.Now he’s back.Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom.But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire.Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried.Or the child.One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood.But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him.Freedom has a price.So does vengeance.And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.