FLAMES OF THE PAST

As Alex ventured out for his nighttime stroll on the island, his mind was burdened with a swirl of emotions. The weight of the recent revelations about Hina and the lingering memories of his past life weighed heavily on him. His footsteps were heavy, each one carrying the weight of his thoughts.

Lost in contemplation, Alex found himself drawn to the lively ambiance of a nearby bar. A mix of laughter and music spilled out onto the streets, enticing him to approach. As he entered the establishment, his eyes scanned the crowd until they settled on a familiar face.

There she was, Alana, Alicia's mother. Alex's heart skipped a beat as he recognized her. She had been a model, a woman who had once captivated his attention and trust. But that trust had been shattered when Alicia, using her hypnotic abilities, deceived him and caused him immeasurable pain. He still remembered the pain. Even now, it felt raw, the wounds inflicted by Alicia's powers fresh and sharp in his mind, like an open wound.

'Found you,' Alex thought. He used his skill.

[**Enlargement [Active Skill]> Lv10

-Modify your body according to your desires.

CD: 48 hrs.**]

In a blink of an eye, his facial structure changed.

A spark of vengeance flickered within Alex's eyes, a desire to turn the tables and make Alicia and her mother experience a fraction of the anguish he had endured. He knew he had to be cautious, and strategic in his approach. Revenge required patience, cunning, and the careful exploitation of weaknesses.

With his new appearance, Alex knew Alica wouldn't recognize him, and he intended to use that to his advantage. Slowly, he would insinuate himself into Alana's life, exploiting her weakness for younger men and using it as a means to gain her trust. It was a dangerous game, but Alex was determined to play it.

Taking a seat at the bar, he observed Alana from a distance. She appeared carefree and radiant, enjoying the attention of those around her. He studied her mannerisms, her gestures, searching for any vulnerabilities he could exploit. His mind worked quickly, formulating a plan to exact his revenge while minimizing collateral damage.

Alana exuded an aura of timeless beauty and sophistication. Her age had only added to her allure, lending her an air of confidence and poise. With a tall, slender frame, she possessed the graceful curves of a seasoned model. Her svelte figure was accentuated by the choice of her attire.

That evening, Alana had chosen a form-fitting, crimson-red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. The low neckline revealed a hint of décolletage, drawing attention to her graceful neck and collarbones. The dress flowed seamlessly down her body, ending just above the knee, accentuating her long, toned legs.

The fabric clung to her like a second skin, highlighting her elegance and leaving little to the imagination. Delicate, strategic cutouts along the sides and back of the dress added a touch of sensuality without veering into vulgarity. It was a garment that exuded both confidence and allure, perfectly complementing Alana's captivating presence.

Her hair, a rich chestnut hue, cascaded down her shoulders in loose waves, framing her face like a waterfall of silk. A touch of crimson lipstick graced her lips, further enhancing her striking features. Alana's deep, expressive eyes seemed to hold a world of secrets, a flicker of mischief hidden within their depths.

With each step, her heels clicked against the floor, commanding attention and exuding a sense of power. Her movements were fluid and graceful, a testament to her experience in the world of modeling. Alana was a woman who knew how to captivate, effortlessly drawing all eyes to her without even trying.

As she entered talked and laughed with her female companions, heads turned, gazes lingered, and whispers of admiration followed in her wake. Alana's appearance alone had the power to command attention, leaving a lasting impression on those who had the fortune of crossing her path.

Alex took out his phone. He took a selfie and quickly typed a message.

[Hey, Nyssa. Alex... Do me a quick favor and make a legal profile. I am transferring you some money. Invest them in the world's 50 biggest modeling agencies under the name of Vincent White. I have attached a pic at the end. Oh, before you ask, yeah, that's my face. I have modified it a bit. I have finally found that bitch's mother. Assist me and I will do anything you ask of me for a week. Do it as fast as possible. Thanks in advance.]

Alana's perceptive eyes didn't miss Alex's intense gaze on her. It sent a tingle of excitement down her spine, igniting a flame of curiosity and desire within her. She was accustomed to attention, but there was something different about this man that piqued her interest. She couldn't break away from his piercing gaze. She felt a tingle down her spine as a sensual shiver swept over her body. She rubbed her thighs together.

With a subtle, seductive smile playing on her lips, Alana excused herself from her group of friends and confidently approached Alex. Her steps were deliberate, each one exuding confidence and allure. As she reached his side, she leaned in closer, allowing her voice to carry a sultry tone.

"Good evening, handsome," Alana greeted him, her voice a velvet whisper. "I couldn't help but notice your eyes on me. I must say, they hold a captivating wildness that intrigues me."

Alex, now introducing himself as Vincent White, maintained his composure, his eyes locking with Alana's. He reciprocated her smile, masking his true intentions beneath a facade of charm. "Well, Alana, it's a pleasure to meet someone as enchanting as yourself. Vincent White, at your service."

"Oh, a compliment from such a strong..." Alana touched Alex's thighs and gave a light squeeze, "...and handsome man such as yourself. I will gladly accept it. So, what is it that you do Vincent?"

"Nothing much, I invest in modeling agencies, among other ventures," Alex replied with a fake smile.

Alana's lips curled into a knowing grin as she toyed with a strand of her hair, subtly revealing her interest. She leaned in closer, allowing her body to brush against his ever so slightly, tempting him with her proximity. "Oh, Vincent, a man with your connections must have seen the depths of beauty this industry holds. But tell me, what is it that draws you to it? Is it the allure of the glamorous world or something deeper?"

Alex mirrored her subtle movements, his eyes locking onto hers with a playful glint. He had anticipated her attempt at seduction and was ready to play his part. "Ah, Alana, it's a bit of both, really. The allure of beauty and the artistry of capturing it, combined with the thrill of investing and shaping talent. But I must admit, it's the unique beauty, the unspoken stories behind those captivating eyes that truly captivate me."

Alana's gaze held a mix of challenge and invitation as she leaned in even closer, her breath grazing his ear. "Vincent, I have a feeling there's much more to you than meets the eye. Shall we delve into those unspoken stories together?"

Their conversation swirled with innuendo and anticipation, each word laced with subtle seduction. Alana knew the power of her charm, and she reveled in the chase. As the night wore on, the atmosphere crackled with an electric energy, setting the stage for a game that would unravel secrets and desires hidden beneath their carefully crafted facades.

But little did Alana know that she was dancing with a man who had a hidden agenda, a man determined to exact revenge and expose the truth that lay beneath her daughter's deceit. The lines between seduction and strategy blurred, setting the stage for a dangerous dance that would test the limits of desire and deception.

As the conversation between Alana and "Vincent" reached its crescendo, a charged anticipation hung in the air. Their words danced with desire, a delicate balance between seduction and strategy. In that moment, Alex decided to make his move, ensuring that his plan continued its course.

With a charming smile, Alex reached into his pocket and retrieved his phone. "Alana, it would be a shame to let this connection fade away. May I have the honor of your number?" he asked, his voice smooth and confident.

Alana's eyes sparkled with intrigue as she reached for her own phone. She swiftly typed in her number and handed it to him, their fingers grazing subtly in the exchange. "Vincent, I would be delighted to continue this conversation. Don't keep me waiting."

With a nod and a seductive smile, Alex pocketed Alana's number. He knew he had successfully planted the seed, laying the foundation for the next phase of his plan. As he prepared to leave, he turned to face her once more.

Alana, caught up in the allure of the moment, couldn't resist the impulse that surged through her. She leaned forward and placed a soft, lingering kiss on Alex's cheek, her lips leaving a mark of desire and curiosity. "Until we meet again, Vincent," she whispered, her voice laced with a hint of longing.

Alex's eyes glimmered with a mix of satisfaction and determination as he savored the taste of his first victory. With a final, lingering gaze, he bid Alana farewell, leaving her with a seductive smile that concealed the depth of his true intentions. The stage was set, the game was in motion, and he knew that the next moves would shape the course of his revenge.

As Alex walked away, a rush of conflicting emotions flooded his mind. The kiss on his cheek lingered, a reminder of the complexities that lay ahead. The line between genuine attraction and calculated manipulation blurred, and he found himself questioning the path he had chosen.

But with each step, he steeled his resolve, reminding himself of the pain and betrayal he had endured. This was his opportunity to unravel the web of deception woven by Alicia and expose the truth that lay beneath. Revenge pulsed through his veins, driving him forward as he plotted his next move, fueled by a mix of determination and an insatiable thirst for justice.

"The gave has finally begun," Alex mumbled with a sinister smile.

*******[I am gonna milk Alana😈😈 You can bet on it. A sensual sultry photoshoot 🔥🔥]

𝕊𝕦𝕡𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕃𝕚𝕟𝕜: 𝕨𝕨𝕨.𝕡𝕒𝕥𝕣 𝕖𝕠𝕟.𝕔𝕠𝕞/𝕏𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕏𝕔

[+𝟙𝟟 𝔸𝔻𝕍𝔸ℕℂ𝔼 ℂℍ𝔸ℙ𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕊]

This month another mass release will start tomorrow on Pat reon. I will finish the vol-3 by this month and move on to vol-4. Public release will be a bit slower than usual.