RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System

Chapter 451 - 451: Wives

Not too long ago we had been in a haste to get to St John's Hospital, now we hurried to return home.Mirah gave me the wheel, saying she wanted to prepare herself.

Beside me she went silent, no trace of energy leaking from her, just the rhythmic sound of her breathing sounding.

We used roughly 17 minutes to get to the hospital, and despite the odds, I managed to shorten the time.

Maybe it was because I now had hope in the form of Mirah's claim, I hadn't paralysed after the shocking news Nadia had delivered.

There were so many question marks around me, a heavy guilt looking to settle in me, but I hardened my heart and forced myself to ignore.

Eventually, we got to the house and Mirah without needing a word from me stepped out of the car.

She quickly made her way to her room and arriving by the door I watched as she worked.

A bowl, pen, several beads, she moved the small altar which carried the statues to the centre of the room and with a pen began drawing on the floor using her blood.

Watching Mirah work, my mind could not help but stray to the scene I had found in Denise's nightmare.

Hadn't even been a week and it was clear Mirah's cupboard had its webs.

The nun didn't proceed to draw a hexagon after the circle, she just made two smaller circles, connecting them with a line, sat in one and indicated for me to occupy the other.

I was confused looking around and Mirah briefly explained.

"She isn't here, so I'm going to need a medium to connect to her. Your intent is what will direct my power, so whichever of the two women you truly treasure is the one my strength will act on."

I didn't ask any questions, I just nodded and Mirah stared at me silently for a while.

"You're taking this quite well, especially trusting in my abilities."

"Didn't you say we didn't have much time?"

"She just died, we won't be late."

"I might choose Wanda."

Mirah wanted to answer but she kept her lips sealed and smiled.

Her eyes closed suddenly and like in the hospital, what could only be faith energy came out of her but unlike before where it leaked, this time it burst out.

Energy so much of it perfused out of Mirah in an instant, traveling past her and swallowing the entire room.

Mirah definitely had no idea I could see the precious energy she had released and my attention was further grabbed when along with the invisible distortion in the room, dark reddish energy began leaking out of her.

This energy didn't come from her being like the one I knew to be faith energy, no this one came from the beads on her waist, traveling through the air in the form of tendrils.

At first they curled in the air around Mirah, then they turned and began moving to me.

"Ehhh..."

My eyes flickered between the tendrils and Mirah, deciding whether to trust or defend.

The tendrils pierced into me, causing no pain and before I could relax, all the energy which spread to the room rushed down into me.

I didn't even have time to be horrified by it.

Ohhhhh!!

....

I didn't wake up on a bed, but rather lying on the floor, my head resting on Mirah's lap while her hands sifted through my hair.

I felt no pain in my body, just a dull fading ache somewhere inside me.

"Why did I pass out?" I startled the woman who had been lost in her own thoughts, having her look down at me.

I didn't move to leave, her thick thighs made an excellent pillow and the feel of her softness was comforting to my mind.

"Your soul was a bit shaken up."

Hearing Mirah, within I sighed.

The soul was one such extremely delicate thing and I was at the level where it was being messed with.

"I called Nadia to confirm, Sophie is alive."

Mirah delivered to me the most important news and with it, a part of my burden alleviated.

"Why isn't Nadia here?"

"She hadn't been aware so I delivered to her the news of Wanda's death.

She went to the hospital and seems to have been there since."

Mirah went silent so I turned to her, having to adjust my head so I could look past her melons.

"Nothing else."

Mirah brought a finger to her lips at this question, her forehead slightly creasing.

"Three other women called, Denise and Isabella.

The other wouldn't give me her name, she was quite arrogant, claimed you belonged to her and proceeded to give me orders."

"That will be Martha."

"My soon to be wife."

Mirah didn't freak out.

"Are the other two women also your soon-to-be wives?" there was a hint of sarcasm.

"Denise works for me, Isabella is my woman."

At this point I sat up, but before I could stand Mirah's hand went around me.

"I don't understand," there was a tremble in her voice.

Turning my head to the side, I saw Mirah's confused expression, her arms slightly trembling.

"What stupid thoughts are you having?" I reached out and squeezed her nose.

"Ouch!!"

The woman retreated cradling her nose.

She looked at me hurt but before she could say anything, I pulled her arm, lifted her off the ground like she weighed nothing and had her fat rear resting on my thighs.

Mirah was surprised and her eyes widened when I immediately locked our lips together, then they closed.

I dedicated close to five minutes on her lips.

My hand fondled her breasts as we kissed, going underneath her dress and causing her to sigh and moan.

Mirah gave no resistance to my approach, I completely dominated her mouth and when I pulled back, her face was flushed red, her eyes dreamy and breath heavy.

"I love you Marcus."

"Is that the right name to use?"

It took only a second and she corrected herself.

"I love you daddy."

"You're so naughty wanting me to call you daddy.

Do the other women call you daddy?"

"Yes."

Mirah rested her head on my chest rubbing herself on it, her hands going up and stroking my chest.

There was silence.

"You can't have more than one wife."

"Says who?"

"The church."

"Didn't you leave the church?"

"It doesn't mean their teachings are wrong."

"Are you saying your actions were wrong?"

There was silence for some seconds.

"I believe I'm right, but one can never know, time will tell."

"So will it for me, all you have to do is believe in me."

Mirah's hand paused on my chest.

"I want you all to myself."