Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss - Chapter 733 - Bank Book

Tachikawa Shin always thought he was a decent, upright man—unfortunately, he’d been saddled with an indecent favorability system.Raise others’ affection to grow stronger?“I’d rather stay away from these witches, but this concerns my safety and physical integrity... Well, it seems I don’t have a choice,” Tachikawa Shin said righteously, with absolutely no perversion whatsoever.All hail the Rizzler!

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

“You don't know what love is? I will teach you.” his deep, husky voice made her shiver. His hot hands were roaming freely around her body, making her jolt in a unique sensation she never felt before.

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She is a curious student who wants to know about pleasure and he is a patient teacher who knows everything she wants to learn.

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Growing up in the temple, the troublemaker and yet pure-hearten and innocent Veronica decided to go outside the walls. Her first time experience ended with something disastrous. She learned about a unique part of male body she never heard of its existence. He found out about her deepest secret that no one should have known,

That's how their fates tangled. She soon realized, her heart pounded whenever he touched her. His hot gaze would give her goosebumps.

Three years ago, the animals and plants on Earth underwent crazy and unexplainable changes that included transformations, reversions, and the addition of otherworldly species. And it was the start of a brand-new type of profession in the new generation of humanity – Monster Trainers, people who specialized in taming monsters.

She died in her prime as the Queen of Song.

After being reincarnated, she becomes a simple trainee.

Losing her former glory? It doesn’t matter—no one can compete with her voice as a beautiful singer.

Mocked by her lowly birth? It doesn’t matter—her true identity is enough to make the whole world tremble.

She owes huge debts? It doesn’t matter…

A powerful boss once whispered to her, “Your debt will disappear if you become my woman.”

But the proud her would reply, “I’m sorry. I would sell my art, but not myself.”