DavidXMachina - The Thief 2 - Ongoing - 3D Adult Comic

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DavidXMachina - The Thief 2 - Ongoing - 3D Adult Comic 35 pages
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Chapter 1: The Meeting

The room was dimly lit, a soft glow emanating from a single lamp hanging from the ceiling. It cast strange shadows on the walls, making it seem like there were eyes watching from every corner. The air was thick with an unspoken tension, and every sound seemed amplified, echoing off the bare walls.

In the center of the room stood a woman, tall and majestic like a goddess. She was dressed in black leather from head to toe, accentuating her curves and making her seem even more intimidating. Her long hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, revealing a pair of piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into the very soul of anyone who dared to meet them.

The man entered the room, his heart racing. He was shaking with fear, but he forced himself to remain calm. He couldn't let her know how terrified he truly was. He stopped a few feet away from her, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.

"You're late," she said coldly, not even turning to look at him.

"I... I'm sorry," he stuttered, swallowing hard. "There was traffic."

"Traffic?" she repeated, her voice rising in annoyance. "Do you take me for a fool? I didn't tell you to come here so you could stand around shaking like a leaf while I wait."

The man bit his lip, trying to find the courage to speak. "I'm sorry," he said again. "I didn't mean to offend you."

The woman turned slowly to face him, her blue eyes burning into him like twin flames. "Then why are you here?" she demanded.

"I... I wanted your help," he admitted meekly.

"My help?" She laughed, a cold, bitter sound that sent shivers down his spine. "What could a pathetic little man like you possibly offer me that would be worth my time?"

The man swallowed hard, feeling his throat go dry. "I... I know where the Crown of Kings is."

Her eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, he thought he might have said something wrong. But then, she leaned in close, her lips curling into a sneer.

"The Crown of Kings?" she repeated, her voice dripping with disdain. "You honestly think that's worth my time? That's a story for children, not for someone like me."

The man shook his head vigorously. "No! Please! It's real! I've seen it!"

She laughed again, this time more cruelly than before. "Then why haven't you taken it for yourself?" she asked. "You're a thief, aren't you? Why would you come to me if you already had what you wanted?"

The man hesitated, then lowered his voice to a whisper. "I don't think I can handle it alone," he confessed. "I need your help to get past the guards."

She considered this for a moment, her piercing gaze never leaving his face. "Very well," she said at last. "You have my attention. Tell me what you know about this Crown of Kings."

The man took a deep breath, then began to speak, his voice quavering with fear and excitement. He told her about the legend of the Crown, about how it was said to grant its wearer unlimited power and control over others. He told her about the castle where it was kept, about the army of guards that protected it night and day.

As he spoke, she listened carefully, her expression remaining unchanged. When he finally fell silent, she leaned back against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest.

"And what makes you think you can handle this crown?" she asked, her voice still cold and hard. "Do you really believe you're capable of wielding such power?"

The man hesitated before answering. "I... I don't know," he admitted. "But I have to try. It's all I've ever wanted."

She studied him for a long moment, then nodded slowly. "Very well," she said at last. "I will help you. But remember, the fate of the crown is in your hands now. And once it's yours, there's no going back."

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there alone in the dimly lit room, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew this was the beginning of something big, something he could never have imagined. And he also knew that it would be the most dangerous thing he had ever attempted.