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Before I could reply, the alien presented a bottle of some effervescent golden liquid, encased in a glass crafted from what appeared to be crystal. “Champagne,” it explained. “A gift from Xarnox. He won a hefty sum betting on you in the pits today and wanted to express his gratitude.”

Fleth’s eyebrow raised in silent inquiry. “A gift? For me? How… thoughtful.”

He took the bottle and examined it for a moment, as if he had never seen one before.

He nodded to the messenger before slamming the door in his face.

Fleth bit the cork off and spat it in the corner.

He was about to drink it when he thought better of it. “Better you try it first, I think.”

“I’m not drinking that,” I retorted, shuffling backward until my back met the wall.

He smirked, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Drink, or I’ll make you wish you had.”

Reluctantly, I took a sip, expecting the worst.

To my surprise, the champagne was delicious.

It danced on my tongue, a sweet and heady blend of flavors that were both familiar and utterly alien.

I drank more deeply, savoring the sensation.

Maybe if I drank enough of it, it would block out what would happen this night.

Seeing that I had suffered no ill effects, Fleth took a deep swig of his own.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his forearm and let out a deep belch.

Now the bottle had been drained, he tossed it into the corner of the room, where it smashed.

“You see?” he announced, spreading his arms wide. “Everyone pays tribute to me.”

The champagne had barely settled in my stomach when Fleth began advancing on me again, that same predatory look in his eye.

I took a step back, instinctively, putting some distance between us.

“Don’t think that a little bubbly is going to change anything,” I warned, trying to keep my voice steady.

Fleth chuckled, low and throaty. “Oh, I have no illusions about that. Now, come. You are my main Prize.”

My heart raced, the panic returning full force.

Fleth was close now, too close.

I could feel his breath on my face, smell the sharp tang of the champagne on his breath.

I tried to run but he was too big.

He snared me in his massive arms and crushed me in them.

His cock was rock hard and dug into my back.

I breathed in hurried, rushed, panicking breaths.

I couldn’t believe this was happening.

This can’t be happening!

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