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The Walker Tower is built with a base as wide as a shopping mall. As you ascend, each floor shrinks in size until the top floor, which is the size of a normal building.

The top floor can only be accessed by the elevator that Allen used, and only two people have permission to enter: Emma and Allen. To ensure maximum privacy, Emma has automated nearly everything with robots and drones for cleaning. Of course, some things require human hands, whether Emma does them herself or brings in a trusted maid.

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Emma had expected Allen to go up to the top floor, but the scoundrel had gotten caught up with one of the pretty girls who were hired as guides. Beyond that, the audacity of making this seem like a valid replacement for an "autograph" should have made her angry, but it didn't.

"I see," Emma smiled, grabbed Allen's arm, and finally looked at the girl. "You... from now on, you'll leave reception and work on this floor, exclusively for Allen."

The girl jumped up as if she had received a visit from an angel.

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Wait, I didn't say I would accept this penthouse..."

"Hehe well, first I'll give you a tour~"

Emma began to guide Allen through the top floor. He observed her with some curiosity; did she really build all of this for him?

Emma was wearing a very beautiful white dress, somewhat translucent, which revealed her white underwear. The white clothes, along with her blue lipstick, were some of her most distinctive features. Her beautiful hair was golden and well-groomed, and her blue eyes were striking as well. But unlike Gwen, Kara, or Annie, who shared these traits, Emma had a touch of maturity and elegance.

"What do you think?" Emma asked, pressing her chest against Allen's arm.

Although the image of the beautiful older sister trying to form a sort of Sugar Mommy relationship with him was a major distraction, he turned his attention back to the luxurious penthouse at the top of this building.

The top floor was the pinnacle of luxury. Upon entering the main room, the doors opened, releasing a golden glow (metaphorically).

The center of the room was dominated by a crystal sculpture, almost three meters tall, showing them together in an eternal embrace. The precision was so unsettling that it seemed impossible they hadn't posed for it, capturing every minute detail of their expressions.

"This..." Allen didn't remember such a scene ever happening.

"A hobby!" Emma said nervously. "It's a tribute, definitely not an impure fantasy!"

Allen smiled. "I look very in love in this sculpture..."

"..." Emma lowered her head, her cheeks turning red.

On the walls hung large-format paintings, each one with portraits of him. In one, he was sitting on a velvet chair with a serene expression. In another, he was wearing shining armor, like a legendary knight, with a determined look that seemed to transcend the canvas. Fortunately, there weren't just "tributes"; there were also many images of Allen in various battles he'd fought.

"Oh, this looks like a museum. I wonder if they'll remember me like this in the future. Haha."

Allen wasn't a vain person, but ignoring several paintings that shouldn't exist and the crystal statue, it was all quite a pleasant surprise.

"How about I show you the... bedrooms?" Emma tugged on Allen's arm to avoid feeling more embarrassed by the décor that showed an obsessive level of stalker-like fixation.

Albedo – I like this girl; she knows that the magnificence of Allen-sama can barely be expressed by this amount of tributes.

Makima – Only you could understand this level of obsession...

Albedo – What did you say?!

On the way, Allen noticed several strange showcases. They contained items that seemed to have been taken from his life: a replica of his favorite watch, a set of cups they used to use, and even a mock-up that he used a long time ago in his first presentation at school. Each object was arranged with such care that it seemed like part of a museum dedicated to him.

"Ohh~" Allen gave Emma a wicked half-smile.

"I didn't steal them! I asked Natasha for some of your things, and she gave me these items you no longer wanted and left in your old house."

Wednesday – Emma... you...

Harley – She's crazy... and for me to say it, she must be really crazy.

An inferior man would have been scared of this, but Allen smiled as he looked at her in amusement. "If you had asked me, I would have given you something else. It's not like it's the first time a girl steals my clothes..."

Allen took her hand. As he had told Yuzu before, he found yandere and stalker-like behavior cute.

Esdeath – ...

Several girls from different worlds sneezed, for it seemed like a tradition to steal Allen's shirt when he wasn't paying attention or when they stayed overnight. Of course, mysteriously, Allen had also lost some pieces of his underwear.

(A/N: Allen can afford this luxury because of his power. If any of you or I were involved with a crazy girl, we'd most likely end up in a bag, stabbed, or decapitated.)

Emma sighed with relief and pressed her body more against Allen. "Thank you for accepting me~"

She wasn't stupid—she knew her behavior wouldn't be well-received by most people. All one had to do was see how the workers looked at her while building this floor.

Allen stopped walking and looked up at the ceiling, where a golden inscription stood out, impossible to ignore. "You are the axis of my universe... everything I have created is for and because of you."

"Ahhh! Don't look at it!" Emma tried to cover Allen's eyes.

Artoria – This girl called him, didn't she consider that Allen would see it?

Bocchi – Sometimes when you're alone in your room, things seem simpler than they really are. You can imagine going to the store to buy something perfectly, but when the cashier speaks to you, you end up on the floor foaming at the mouth.

Esdeath – No, that only happens to you...

Allen noticed Emma's discomfort and decided to make her feel better. "Don't worry, it's not the first time I've had a surprise like this... in fact, Aphrodite once managed to carve 'I love you' in the sky, then she was punished by Hera, but she said she didn't regret it."

Emma's expression darkened as she bit her nails, then began planning in her head how to carve Allen's name on the moon with a giant "I love you."

"Emma, you're not thinking anything strange, right?" Allen couldn't help but notice the terrifying look that flashed through Emma's eyes.

"It's nothing~ Now I'll show you our... your bedroom."

She took him to a luxurious yet more discreet and cozy room, with characteristics typical of the homes Allen had.

"I like this place," Allen was surprised, as this room was something he would create in one of his homes, though less luxurious.

Emma smiled when she saw that Allen liked it. She had been researching and taking notes on all the places where Allen had lived. From his preferred carpet type, the predominant wood color, the medium firmness of the bed, his favorite temperature, the type of scent he liked—everything.

Allen felt comfortable and relaxed in a way he hadn't since arriving at this place.

Emma led Allen to the bed, made him sit down, and walked over to a desk, where a sheet of paper was. She took it and grabbed a pen.

"This is the property title. I'll transfer it to your name; you just need to sign."

Allen blinked. "Emma, you don't need to give me such a luxurious floor."

"It's not just this floor, it's the whole building!" she said excitedly, as if expecting to be praised for her actions. "Besides, all the profits will go into your account. If you don't like it, I can close the building to the public~"

Allen imagined Emma would look like a little dog wagging its tail at this moment. He looked at the room; just this room in the building was worth more than all his houses combined. He couldn't imagine how much money this building had cost, especially being in New York.

"I can't accept this; it's too much."

Allen felt like he'd be taking advantage of Emma's love if he started using her as an ATM.

Emma bit her lip in fear. "You don't have to feel obligated at all! You don't have to give me anything in return! It's just something I did as a gift!"

"Emma..."

Allen could only sigh. He had underestimated Emma's feelings. He could assure that she was willing to give him her entire fortune if he asked, but he couldn't do that. However, Emma became sad. It was hard for her to express her feelings in any other way; the desire in her heart to do everything for Allen couldn't be calmed by anything.

Allen pulled her closer and kissed her. "I don't know why you mix love with money; let me show you what you need to win me over~" A wolfish smile formed on Allen's face.

Emma swallowed nervously...

...

Emma's story is unlike those from other worlds; it stands out because of her origins and age. There's a conspiracy theory that a handful of families control the world's wealth, holding power over international corporations, wars, governments, economies, and even the lives of ordinary people.

"Nhh~..."

Emma belongs to one of those families that dominate a portion of the entire world. In this world, the Frost family was large, and power was divided among its members, but ambition consumed the Frost family, and they quickly began conspiring against one another.

From the moment she was born, Emma wasn't welcomed. To the rest of the Frosts, she was just another person they'd have to share their wealth with. There was a time when they were limited to fighting, cheating, blackmail, etc. But when the first Frost was assassinated, they could no longer be called a family.

Before Emma could even speak, they had already tried to kill her...

"Allen N... hn..."

However, Emma Frost awakened her mutant powers. Her body transformed into a diamond, making it impossible to kill her. She grew up enduring countless assassination attempts. In the end, she decided to return the favor. Fortunately, no one ever realized she was a telepath, so their movements, thoughts, and ill intentions were always laid bare before her. With that advantage, Emma managed to eliminate every member of her family, from her distant cousins who planted a bomb in her room to her own parents, who poisoned her food on multiple occasions.

In the end... all the power and wealth were hers. Yet, it brought her no happiness. She had done everything simply to survive, but in the end, she realized she was utterly alone. Still, she was afraid of forming relationships, knowing what wealth could do to people.

It was a cruel contradiction; she yearned for affection but feared that it would inevitably become corrupted.

Then she met Allen. Unlike other women, Emma encountered Allen when he was already relatively famous, and it all began as a whim.

There was something unusual about Allen. She saw him as someone who likely wouldn't covet her wealth, as he had the power to acquire it himself. That thought alone drove her to get to know him; she managed to take the place of a high-end escort Tony had hired for his trip to Monaco, a task as simple for her as snapping her fingers.

To Emma, someone like Allen was an anomaly. From beginning to end, she didn't sense even a trace of malice or ulterior motives. Emma fell in love at first sight.

Emma smiled as her heart pounded, having grown used to dealing with people who only lied, someone like Allen was like an oasis in the middle of the desert.

Eventually, she revealed who she really was and openly declared her interest in Allen. At first, she was arrogant, but after parting ways with the silver-haired young man, she realized she couldn't get him out of her mind. Gradually, she yearned to be close to him, and over time, this yearning turned into a kind of obsession. She convinced herself that only with him could she have a genuine relationship, and that he was the only person she could truly trust.

As time passed, she abandoned the idea of monopolizing him, deeming it impossible. But she didn't give up entirely, and little by little, he began to show interest in Emma; a development that made her incredibly happy.

...

"Nnn... Allen, everything I have means nothing if you're not by my side... uhnn... That's why I built this building, and I'd give everything I have away just to keep you... hnn."

Allen reached out his hand to caress the head of the girl who was between his legs serving him with dedication and all his love.

Emma didn't know how to contain this feeling and decided to show it physically. She hadn't done it before for fear that Allen would reject her but having him here even after he saw how much she "loves" him showed that he is willing to give her a chance, not as a Sugar Mommy, but as his wife.

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Emma, the white queen who can make the presidents, ministers, and kings of the world sweat as she could ruin the world's economy with one wish; in truth, she knelt of her own free will as her breath hitched.

Her eyes, now with dilated pupils, looked at the man who was her most intense fantasy from such a humble position. But this was what she desired with all her being, her trembling hands were touched the legs of the man in front of her.

She laid her cheek on that lap for a moment; there was a combination of a pleasant masculine scent, the warmth of the human body, and an overflowing desire in her.

"My love~"

Emma swallowed saliva as her fingers unbuttoned her pants; her eyes looked into Allen's, which remained attentive to her movements. He didn't order anything, but he didn't interrupt her either; he wanted her to demonstrate her willingness herself.

Emma, with a red face, put her hand inside his pants and pulled out the fleshy member that she loved; it was what she had imagined and made her swallow saliva once again.

There was no hesitation even though she was kneeling, no fear even though it was her first time serving a man, no shame, perhaps a little for acting so desperate. But it was okay. She wanted this relationship; from the beginning, she didn't want a position over Allen; even if everyone treated her like a queen, she wouldn't accept it from him.

Emma smiled looking into Allen's eyes as she stuck out her tongue, "Hnn❤️~"

Her tongue reached out, and at her first touch, a shudder ran through her; soon, the woman seemed addicted and shamelessly began to lick the entire circumference of the tip and stem.

The member became rock-hard, and she felt happy; the feeling of accomplishment encouraged her to continue; this kind of intimacy was more for her partner's pleasure than her own, so it was perfect to show her devotion.

Emma began to drip saliva that fell into her cleavage. Allen wiggled one of his fingers, and the dress she was wearing was cut, and the fabric fell off, leaving her in her underwear. The dress had cost one hundred thousand, but Emma didn't care; she grabbed her bra and ripped it off, revealing her breasts.

Her rapt eyes said, 'Look at me I'm all yours~'

Allen gladly accepted this offer, "You are beautiful and adorable at the same time..."

"Hehe~" she smiled and swallowed the member coming down her throat, tears came from her eyes as doing this was something that required skill and not something a girl could attempt for the first time, not to mention Allen's size didn't help her, Allen reached out and pulled Emma's head away she coughed and a couple of times and quickly panicked but Allen's hand stroked her head showing she had nothing to worry about.

She purred as she nodded and tried again this time a little at a time. Emma slowly got used to it and began to swallow the member deeper.

'Ha... it's strange... it should be hard to have an object like this in my mouth, but far from feeling discomfort every time it goes in it gives me a sense of peace...'

Emma looked into Allen's eyes, who seemed to enjoy her touch; she felt fulfilled, even more than when she got all the wealth of her family; no multi-million dollar deal could bring her the satisfaction of seeing the face of the man she loves enjoying her 'love'.

"You don't have to devote yourself only to me..." Allen looked at the girl, specifically the bottom where a few drops of glass were falling.

Emma obeyed under one of his hands and slipped it into her panties, which were flooded with love juice; she touched herself as she kept servicing Allen. The girl was already on the edge, and when Allen saw this, he decided to release a load of white mass into her mouth as a way of rewarding her.

Emma's eyes widened as the pleasure of her climax was overshadowed by feeling Allen come to his inside her throat.

"Nhhhg!❤️~"

Emma, with heart eyes, drank every last drop as she seemed to lose consciousness but refused to do so until her beloved finished.

[I don't know how you control that...]

Whether it's minutes or hours Allen usually holds back and releases when the woman in his arms is about to reach her own climax.

Allen withdrew a weakened Emma from his member, her greedy lips refusing to let go at the first attempt, a bridge of saliva connecting her as her eyes misted over with a pout.

Allen ignored her and lifted her to place her face up on the bed. Emma's pout disappeared as she realized what was happening.

Allen grabbed the panties, and she lifted her legs obediently. As he removed them, the love juice began to soak the sheets; there was no need for foreplay.

Allen grabbed his still-hardened member and pulled it closer to Emma's pink flower; she trembled with anticipation as the tip pushed its way in; it was not difficult as she, despite being a virgin, welcomed him wholeheartedly.

"Kuhh.... ahh❤️..."

Allen opened the pink lips, entering inside her; the folds of flesh caressed him with the love that only a girl in love could make; the barrier of innocence was soon broken without rejection. He was accepted body, soul, and heart as the girl vowed to give him everything he asked for, from her wealth to her life, if he so desired.

Allen felt that strong emotion making his heart tremble, he would be a fool to refuse such an intense love.

Allen, face to face with Emma, smiled warmly; she smiled back, and he began to move. Now that there was nothing in his mouth Emma's moans began to fill the room.

Emma clung with her legs to Allen as her insides were tinged with Allen, claimed by him. Emma euphorically fantasized about getting pregnant and giving Allen children, would it be strange that she was so ambitious the first time?

Emma looked for ways to please Allen in every way, but she was also selfish in her own way. She didn't care if there were more girls with Allen. If she could give birth to his children first, she wouldn't turn him down.

"Ahhh!❤️"

Emma was brought back to reality as Allen stopped being careful and started ramming her harder; she lost the ability to think and started moaning louder as her Interior strained to eat Allen.

Allen didn't forget to touch every part of Emma, caressing every nook and cranny, kneading her buttocks, caressing her white breasts, and playing with her chafing petals. Emma clung to Allen as the pleasure and climax of their love came with several constant limits. Allen smiled as his member molded her interior as he did with all the women he was with to make it his exclusive property.

Emma gladly accepted that...

"Ahhh... Nhhhg... Nh...hnn..."

...

Time passed, and Allen changed position, taking her from behind; Emma grabbed the sheets as she endured her hips being taken; the bed was already damp as Emma was a girl who produced large amounts of love juice.

"NhAaahn… NhAh, Ahn... It f-feels good... Ah... AAahn… l-love You..."

Gasps, moans, and lots of passion later, Allen decided to finish as Emma reached her fourteenth climax.

Allen grabbed the waist and thrust opening the uterus slightly to release his load directly deep inside.

"Aaahhh❤️!"

Emma gave a great cry as the ultimate bliss came along with the feeling of being filled by her beloved.

Allen drew his new official girlfriend into a warm embrace. Emma caressed her own lower belly as if she wished for a baby to form inside her. She wanted a family that wouldn't want to kill her and she had already decided who would be her husband and father of her children.

They both held each other for a while as they listened to each other's breathing and heart.