Panic set in within the Omani Royal Palace after they realized that their young and reclusive princess had disappeared. A national search went underway, trying to find out where the girl had gone, who was responsible, and whether or not she was even still alive?
Was she kidnapped by the terrorists being sponsored by Iran? Did she foolishly run off on her own? Had she absconded with some scoundrel who made her false promises in exchange for her body? Well, the answer to these questions was finally found when Prince Ali was texted a series of images.
These images included his beautiful little sister in the arms of another man. Another man that Prince Ali knew all too well. After all, he had tried and failed to assassinate Alex just recently. Which itself caused a significant hit to the prestige of the Omani Royal Family.
In addition to this, this bastard had run off with his fiancée. Prompting the Saudi Royal Family themselves to make an attempt on his life as well. Shameless! Absolutely shameless! It wasn’t just Ali’s fiancée that Alex had run off with, but his little sister as well?
The text message sent to him also implied that once Alex was done pounding Safiyya, he would move onto the girl’s mother. In doing so, fucking pretty much every woman of importance in Ali’s life as an act of vengeance for the attempt on his life.
But was this right? Alex was the one who had stolen his fiancée! How was this fair!?! If Alex had not done this, there would have been no bad blood between him and Ali! Damn it all! Such were the thoughts on Ali’s mind as he pounded the glass table in front of him, and in doing so, shattering it all over the floor.
He had to tell his father! But if he did, wouldn’t his father see this as his fault? Wouldn’t he take the blame for Safiyya’s reckless actions? Ones that could have consequences for their entire family? No, he couldn’t tell his father after all. At least not having thought about it for a few moments.
Instead, he had one option. He had to fly out to Las Vegas and deal with this matter himself. Alex had gone too far, and his threats to do even more could not stand. One way or another, this vendetta of theirs needed to be settled, and with blood no less!
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As for Safiyya, she responded to this with anxiety in her tone. She had woken up early to prepare for the event. But after putting on her costume, which Alex had prepared for her. She realized that the armor which her character wore was far too skimpy to be comfortable with in real life.
Especially when one took into account that her own body was far more seductive than that of her in game character. Because of this, she shouted out at Alex, asking him to go away.
“Go away! I’m not going! I…. I don’t want to!”
Alex immediately knew why the woman was behaving this way and chuckled before making a comment on it.
“Come on, it’s not that big of a deal. So you’re showing a little skin! Everyone else will be as well! You have nothing to be ashamed about!”
It was at this moment the door opened to reveal the woman who was Alex’s current target. Her usual bronze skin was painted blood red. While curled horns appeared popping out of her skull. There were fake fangs coming out of her mouth, and prosthetic wings and a tail attached to her back.
If one could describe her armor, it was pitch black, and no more protective than a bikini. Yet she looked exactly like her character. Especially with the demonic contact lenses in her eyes. Which made the whites in her eyes black, and her irises red.
Because of the paint on her face, Alex couldn’t see it, but the girl was blushing quite a bit. She couldn’t even look Alex in the eyes. But he was quick to comment on her appearance with a particularly lewd expression on his face.
“Well, you know… If you don’t want to go to the convention, I’m sure we can find more than one way to entertain ourselves with our costumes here in your hotel room…”
It took Safiyya who was completely inexperienced with men to understand what Alex was talking about, and when she did, she quickly decided to go to the convention after all. Albeit with a timid tone in her voice.
“I’ll get my bag…”
After retrieving her bag, Safiyya made the mistake of walking in front of Alex towards the elevator, where he shamelessly stared at the girl’s ass from behind. Despite being half a shut in, the girl had a great body, and her ass was big enough to bounce with each step. Because of this, Alex couldn’t help but make a comment, which was in a voice so low that the young princess couldn’t hear.
“I can’t wait to hit that later tonight…”
After which, Alex ran off to join the woman in the elevator. He had no idea that her brother was currently flying out to Las Vegas to confront him. Nor did he care. All he could think about was having cosplay sex with a sexy demoness. One who had captured his soul in a single moment.
Safiyya, or course did not seem to notice Alex’s intentions, instead her affection rating continuously went up slowly but surely throughout the date. By the time they even arrived at the venue, she would be sitting at 75/100. And all Alex really did was flirt with her on the way.