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Liss took her mother place as she was pulled into a world that she thought was a daydream of her mentally ill mother. Her mother wasn't delusional, she was telling the truth. Now she is alone in a new world where nothing makes sense and the only thing she can do is adapt. TW{Dead dove}

Mctunado · Fantasy
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30 Chs

Helpless genius

What would be the outcome of joining people like Liss and Feng Huang? A pair of exceptional beings, pampered by the heavens and admired by the mortals, two beings aware of their worth.

Liss is a heiress. Born under God's grace, she was welcomed into creation and conceived under a lucky star. 

A blessed existence. 

Liss was special since birth, and she was aware of it. 

Her family was merely reaping the benefits of her ancestor's success, the empire her grandfather left was expected to crumble as it was passed down to her mother and the people involved lost faith in the bloodline.

That was until Liss was born.

A small child of the tender age of six attended the shareholders meeting exuding a regal aura that changed the course of their lives bringing hope to some and despair to others.

Under her mother's orders, Liss got involved in their family business as a proxy and in two years put things back on track. 

It was only possible because it was Liss.

At their time, there was no belief in superior bloodlines or genetic greatness as there was in the past. Money and the ability to multiply it dictated one's importance.

So the promise of being the direct heir because of blood was only to those who proved themselves worthy of their birthright. Those who succeeded, made significant investments in education, sending their family to prestigious boarding schools and providing tutoring. Modern people discarded the concept of superior bloodlines and directed their pride to their privileges and the opportunities granted from birth. 

But some people are born differently. 

Regardless of their background, they are born masters destined to rule above others. 

The story of how a tiny infant took charge as her mother's proxy and stabilized the conglomerate spread all across the country.

At first, they all saw it as a formality as the head seat was left empty for far too long but what they didn't expect was that the infant was a tyrant in the making.

On a normal day, without warning, a new member joined the meeting.

With chubby cheeks and an innocent demeanor, the child sat on the biggest chair at the end of the long table accompanied by two grown men who stood with watchful eyes behind her. 

Everyone was seated and initially, all eyes were on Liss, but she said nothing and so the grown-ups with their assumptions carried with the meeting as if Liss wasn't there.

That afternoon it was announced that the infant would be acting as a proxy, and so Liss became the provisory head of the conglomerate.

At every meeting Liss would act the same, staying quiet with an unsuspecting attitude, quietly smiling.

The grown-ups proceeded like usual and shamelessly ignored Liss, some were brazen enough to insult her in a backhanded way thinking that there was no way that she could understand. Idiots.

One by one, they all fell without knowing what got them. Using her wit and recurses Liss exposed the skeletons in their closet and if there was no dirt on them, she fabricated something.

The more they got under her skin the worse their downfall, seeing the number of people gradually decline each meeting and Liss's composure despite it all made all those proud men scared.

'There's no way she is involved. She is only six.' Was a consensus, after all, the little lady sat quietly in each and every meeting. She had no notion of what was going on.. right?

But the guy who kept rejecting the new investment proposal went bankrupt, and the one who used to insult her with words with double meaning was charged and convicted. After some time they were all anxious about becoming this mysterious person's target and having their secrets exposed or fabricated accusations.

After her purge, the attitude of those involved changed. 

First Victory.

And to those who were safe at the end, one thing became clear at the last meeting of that month. As they finalized the meeting scheduled topics and were about to conclude it.

Liss, the young child who appeared out of nowhere and not once uttered a sound, spoke in a way that chilled them to the bone.

["Congratulations on prevailing."]

The room fell silent and their faces lost color, the vocabulary and pose that were coming from the infant was uncanny and the realization that came was terrifying.

["I believe that those who made thus far know better, right? I expect you all to behave."]

Just like that Liss took control and humbled those old men before leaving the position empty again but with a warning. 

[If you don't behave I will return]

Maybe she was born like that, calculating, rational, cruel. But to her, affection and sympathy were luxuries and so she should never expect goodwill and kindness without a set price.

When thrown into that new world, Liss knew enough to create a plan for herself even though she had nothing, but even that wasn't enough to prepare her for what unfolded.

The alien could scheme the downfall of a king but was useless when it came to matters of the heart. Clueless about how to respond to selfless kindness, Liss had no idea of what she should do as payment.

Feng Huang, who was driven by lust and curiosity, squeezed the plump flesh in his palms once, then again, feeling the sensation of having his hand full with her tender butt, Feng Huang explored a little, pressing her ass with his palms.

Up and down.

He became fascinated with its flexibility and softness, it was so different from the body of a male, even prey weren't as tender as that. Nothing could compare.

Feng Huang crossed a threshold he shouldn't have. Liss wasn't his, in due time she would leave because that was what he promised before, his word has always been absolute. Even if it was against his will.

Feng Huang is older than most orcs alive but to his kind, he's still young and has many years to come. If he accepts a mate who doesn't share the same destiny and is fated to die before him, the following years would be akin to torture.

Even though he knew better, his body heated up despite the cold water. He was deprived of the warmth of another for too long, and when he had a taste again the repressed need overpowered his better judgment.