Irani Rael's lonely life

[2 days later]

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[PING!]

New Quest: Studio [Lv-1] >Completed

Reward: 1 million credits > Added to inventory

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New Quest

Studio [Lv-2]: Gain 10m views and likes

Reward: 10 million credits

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It's been two days since we moved into the building. There was huge space and unused rooms on the upper floors, so I decided to put the old house for rent and move in. Moving and rearranging everything once again was kind of a hassle but we did it. Alice took over the 18th floor and called it her woman's den. Lisa made puppy-like eyes, so, I let her have the 19th floor and Ann took the 20th floor. As for me, the 17th floor is my domain now. Man, the size of the floors was too big, and with the fully furnished place, all we had to bring in was clothes and a few necessary things.

And not to mention, the reward from the quest of 1 million credits was like a cherry on top. The credit amount was a huge help. Now, all I gotta do is focus on getting the studio to level 2 and earn 10 million credits.

I'm fucking rich!

I gave Fiona the 15th floor. She deserves it. All girls under one roof, yeah. A nice big harem...

As for Rosia, still no info from her. I wonder what she's doing right now. Probably, digging around the office for info on weapons. Or doing some deals with the higher-ups. Well, if she decides to come and live with us, then... Oh, boy... That Nympho will suck me dry every day.

By the way, I got a call from Nebula. She'll come in a day or two, so that's another good news. I kinda miss her.

Now, let's talk about Eric's situation a little. Irani launched an investigation against him, but the thing is that bastard had many higher officials under his control. Not to mention, the huge donations that fuck head donated to the politicians, he was untouchable. Well, almost that is, until a certain someone decided to work from the shadows and put some drugs in his car, house, and even office. Oh, not to forget his lockers too.

Irani Rael, that woman is too scary!

Well, with the evidence collected against him, they stripped Eric of his titles, and positions, and arrested him for drug trafficking. Man, that fuck face got what he deserved. The only sad thing is that I couldn't punch the shit out of him. Well, that's what I thought until he decided to escape from prison with the help of those corrupt officials.

Like I said, that fuck face had people everywhere. But, Irani had another trick up her sleeve. While Eric was in prison, she bought off one of his men and had him deliver food with tracking nanites to him in prison.

Right now, I'm sitting in her office as she just explained the situation to me.

"Why do I feel like it was you who helped him escape?" I asked, smirking.

Irani smirked back and said, "Maybe it was me, and maybe it wasn't. But, now, you get to have your fun." She placed a tab on the table and pushed it toward me. "Here, you go. His location. Now, what do you want to do with his properties?" She asked.

With Eric still alive, I can't complete the quest yet. But I guess, I can at least get his properties and money. But, I don't want to deal with those things built on corrupt money. God knows how many lives that bastard destroyed for that. Hell no! I ain't touching that shit. I'm gonna have Irani sell them and give me the white money. Oh, yeah. Clean, white credits that are earned honestly. That's what I want.

"Sell them," I answered. "I'll take 70% of the money, the rest use it. Think of it as a donation from me."

Irani smiled and nodded. "As you wish, Jack."

I nodded back and got up to leave.

"You still don't want to accept my offer to join the Nova Corps?" Irani suddenly asked.

I shook my head. "Nope. I already told you. But if the pay is good, I'll help you out here as a guy for hire," I said jokingly.

Irani chuckled and said, "Guy for hire?"

"Yup!" I decided to check her status information because of the look on her face, I know it very well. This milf is hungry for some meat.

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Irani Rael [Supreme Commander]

Title: Nova Prime

Species: Xandarian

Age: 44 years

Likes: She likes honesty, loyalty, and courageous men. She loves her home planet and would do anything to protect it from all threats. She loves sweet food.

Dislikes: Corruption, thieves, traitors, space pirates, and spicey food.

Sexual information: A single and busy woman. She spent too much time in Nova Corps work that she almost forgot about her own needs. By the time she realized her loneliness, she was 44 years old and lost the opportunity to have dates and love in her life. She put all her prime years into Nova Corps. Now as days pass, she's realizing her own needs. The last time she had sex was with a girl from her training class, 25 years ago. It was supposed to be an experiment. At present time, her pent-up lust is just waiting to rush out and swallow the man who dares to take her on a date, and maybe love her. But who is courageous enough to date the Nova Prime?

Sexual Preference: Men 80%, women 20%

Fetishes: She hasn't explored much about it. But she's open to new things. So, taking baby steps is recommended with her.

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God damn! She's just waiting to swallow up a man. And, baby steps huh? I bet she's gonna eat me up once she gets started. And when she's done with me, I won't be able to move for a while. But as a man of culture, I have to relieve her of her depravity and pain. It's a crime to let such a nice woman suffer like this. Yes, I must cure her!

"So, what kind of services are you providing?" Irani asked with a raised eyebrow as she leaned forward, squeezing her arms on her side boobs, making them pop out a bit more from her uniform.

"Ah, the usual. Bodyguard, bounty hunter for hire, boyfriend for hire, or even lover for hire, whatever you prefer, Irani." I shrugged.

Irani chuckled and said, "Meet me near the central district tonight at 9:30. I got a job for you. If you perform well, I'll consider hiring you for some other jobs in the future. But for now, I'll pay you handsomely for the first one." She smirked.

I nodded with a smile and left her office.

As I was walking through the hallways, I had to stop for a moment as a thought entered my mind.

'Wait! Did I just become a manwhore? Oh shit!'

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[3rd Person POV]

As the thick metal door of her office shut behind Jack, Irani Rael exhaled slowly, her slight smile turning into a pensive look. The room, decorated with modern, simple furniture and bright displays of maps from across the galaxy, now seemed a bit lonelier without him. The quiet buzz of the holographic screen on her desk was the only sound, but her thoughts were far from peaceful.

Irani leaned back in her seat, giving herself a rare moment of vulnerability. She had tightly controlled her feelings and responsibilities for as long as she could recall. As Nova Prime, the head of the Nova Corps, she was in charge of the security and peace of numerous star systems. This was a duty she took on with honor, yet it had taken more from her than she was willing to acknowledge. Through the years, her job had become her whole life, consuming every moment and leaving no space for anything—or anyone—else.

But Jack... Jack had stirred something within her, something long buried under layers of duty and discipline. His confidence, his nonchalance, and the way he teased her without fear or hesitation—it was like a breath of fresh air in her otherwise suffocating world. The way he had offered his services, half-serious, half-joking, had sent a thrill through her that she hadn't felt in years. For a brief moment, Irani allowed herself to fantasize about what it would be like to accept his offer—to hire him as more than just a mercenary.

She had always prided herself on her control, her ability to keep her desires and needs in check, prioritizing the greater good over personal indulgences. But now, as she sat alone in her office, the quiet allowed her thoughts to wander to places she usually kept locked away. The loneliness she had buried under layers of responsibilities was starting to claw its way to the surface, demanding attention.

Irani couldn't deny the truth any longer—she was lonely. The realization was as painful as it was liberating. She had devoted her life to protecting others, yet in doing so, she had neglected herself. The years had passed her by, and now, at 44, she found herself craving the very things she had dismissed as unnecessary distractions in her younger years. Companionship, love, even the simple pleasure of human touch—these were things she had denied herself for too long.

Jack's words had awakened something in her, and it scared her as much as it excited her.

Could she really allow herself to indulge in something—someone—without jeopardizing her duties? The thought of letting go, even for a night, was both intoxicating and terrifying. She wasn't just any woman; she was Nova Prime, a symbol of strength and leadership for billions. How could she reconcile the needs of Irani Rael, the woman, with the responsibilities of Irani Rael, the leader?

"Well, maybe just one night... Yeah, one night... Only a single night..." She mumbled under her breath.

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