ABSOLUTE

That morning, the VIP Lounge, which usually bore silent witness to business transactions worth billions, transformed into the most primitive arena of conquest.

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I, YU, a 33-year-old man whose daily life involves struggling with soil and plants, now stood tall on the polished, luxurious ceramic floor. Behind the cheap work trousers that were often looked down upon, lay the "30 cm heirloom" my secret weapon that had now shattered the pride of a high-caste woman.

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My first target in this grand mission was Madam MELLA.

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The Target’s Profile

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Madam MELLA is the wife of a high-ranking commissioner with vast influence. At 51 years old, she is the definition of a dangerous, mature woman. Her body is curvaceous, the result of expensive treatments, with wide hips always wrapped in a tight pencil skirt that looks as if it might tear every time she takes a step.

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However, her main attraction is her super breasts that remain firm and protruding, as if defying anyone who dares to look. She always wears a pearl necklace that dangles beautifully between the deep valley of her chest, adding an impression that is both elegant and provocative.

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The Encounter in the VIP Room

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That afternoon, I was assigned to clean the VIP Lounge after the meeting hours had ended. However, the cleaning plan changed completely. Madam MELLA was still there, sitting with her long legs crossed while sipping a glass of red wine, whose color was not as bold as her passion.

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She looked me up and down, then her eyes fixed on the middle of my trousers which looked very prominent and long, printing the silhouette of the 30 cm heirloom that had begun to harden.

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"YU, come here," she commanded in a mature woman’s baritone voice full of authority, yet there was a hungry tremor in it.

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I stepped closer without a sound. Standing right in front of her, my position made my heirloom level with her face. I remained silent, letting my aura as a calm man dominate the room.

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"I’ve heard the stories from EMA," she whispered while setting down her glass with a soft clink. Her fingers, wearing a large diamond ring, slowly touched the massive bulge behind my pants. "She said you have an 'heirloom' that can make a woman lose her mind. And seeing this length... I think EMA wasn't lying."

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Madam MELLA stood up, shedding her expensive blazer to reveal a sleeveless silk blouse. Her super breasts heaved violently as she took a deep breath, as if searching for oxygen amidst the intensifying atmosphere. Without the slightest hesitation, she unzipped my trousers.

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As soon as the 30 cm heirloom was released and hit the air cooled by the AC, Madam MELLA gasped. Its size massive, long, and veiny..truly surpassed her wildest imagination.

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"My God... this is no longer human, YU," she sighed crazily, her eyes unable to turn away from the prowess in front of her.

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She immediately knelt on the expensive carpet. With trembling hands, she grabbed her two firm breasts, pressing them together to form a very tight cleavage of flesh, then guided my 30 cm heirloom into the center of that hot, white skin.

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She began to pump frantically, letting her pearl necklace rub against the tense skin of my heirloom, while the ecstatic moans of an official’s wife filled every corner of that silent room.

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I just stood in silence, staring out the window while enjoying the sight of the honorable Madam MELLA transforming into a worshiper of my heirloom. Caste had crumbled; status no longer mattered. The first chapter of my conquest had begun perfectly.

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Closing Note

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The complicated story of a man living in a narrow alley, surrounded by many women. His life was full of suffering, but extraordinary things happened after he repented. The power he possesses has now become a tool to turn the tides of fate among the skyscrapers.

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