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Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for. But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again? But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out? And most of it all, why does the school looks like it did just a moment before the apocalypse began? ********** Discord link: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr **********

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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410 Chs

Kinky play

"Do you wish to... punish me, master?"

Mathew looked down at Nadia's face... and gulped down his saliva.

She was cute, that part was an undeniable fact that in itself sounded like a simplification so great it was no different from a lie.

But with her eyes glistering, her lips trembling and her body slightly tensing up...

"Punish is a strong word," Mathew muttered after overcoming the mental attack of Nadia's adorableness. He then reached out and pushed away a strand of the hair that fell on her face, turning the motion of his hand into a gentle caress of her cheek. "Discipline would fit better," he added, forcing his lips to form a small grin.

"And how will you..." Nadia purposefully used long pauses while playing her new role, "discipline me?"