Chapter 858 The Last Mission: The Villain is Back

Chapter 858 The Last Mission: The Villain is Back

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Day Ninety...

At Country R: Vincent was pacing back and forth across the bedroom. He was waiting for Butler Li's update. But until now, his uncle hadn't contacted him yet. He wondered if his uncle managed to sabotage the result of the DNA Test.

'What's going on? How did Jane find out that she is Ethan's biological mother?' Vincent pondered to himself. Things were not going according to their plan lately. Two days ago, he contacted Joker when he received a report that Syphiruz Mafia was going to attack Phantomflake and her assassin guild. He was worried that Jane would die in that encounter. But fortunately, no bloodshed happened between the Syphiruz Mafia and the Phantom Assassin Guild. However, Vincent was unhappy that Jane was captured by Nathan. That was the time he learned from Joker that Nathan assigned him a very important mission– to conduct a DNA test between Veronica and Monica. At first, Vincent was surprised that Nathan started to doubt Monica's identity. The Monica who died in front of Nathan was Helena Carlsen, not the real Monica. Taking advantage of the situation, Vincent asked Joker to send a fake result.

Vincent was still lost in his thoughts when suddenly Monica showed up, hugging him from behind. She had just come out of the bathroom and she was only wearing her bathrobe.

"Hey, Babe, what are you thinking? You look troubled by something." Monica brought her face closer to him, planting a soft kiss on his neck. Then she placed her chin over his shoulder as she waited for his reply.

"I think we need to travel to Country M."

Vincent felt uneasy about the unfolding events in the Towerville City. He was afraid that Jane would be reunited and reconciled with Nathan. And they would discover the truth about Ethan's identity. He didn't want them to be a complete family.

Meanwhile, Monica's face brightened up when Towerville City was mentioned.

'Yes. That's right. I have to go back there and finish everything. Phantomflake is still alive. She was the reason why Vincent hated me and killed me mercilessly. I'm going to make her pay in this lifetime... over and over again.' Monica thought to herself.

The memory of her death was still fresh in her mind. She wasn't killed by Jane. But it was the person she loved the most– Vincent.

"Sure, Babe! It's time to go home," Monica softly mumbled in his ear, grinning slyly.

'I'll prove to you that I am the only woman who can satisfy you, Vincent. Not Phantomflake.'

Soon, Vincent laid her down on the bed and climbed on top of her. He parted her legs apart as he rubbed his cock against her pussy.

Monica moaned as she anchored her arms around his shoulders. "Don't tease me. Just get on with it. Fuck me hard, Vincent. I'm ready to take you." She encouraged him.

Vincent positioned himself and thrust forward, his cock sliding inside her entrance.

"Aah~" she moaned loudly as she wrapped her legs around his hips. "Harder!"

Vincent started moving in and out of her. She moved along with his speed, urging him to go faster.

He increased his pace, going as fast and as hard as he could! As he pounded on her, his palms were busy kneading her breasts while his tongue danced with hers. He kissed her passionately, his tongue colliding with hers.

"Oh, Vincent. You are mine. Just mine." Monica kept moaning.

Not yet satisfied, Monica moved, flipping Vincent as she changed their position. He was now lying on his back while Monica was on top of her.

"I'm going to ride you, Babe! I'll drive you crazy!"

Monica started riding him while Vincent was supporting her body. She slammed hard on him, his cock entering her deeper. She was surprisingly energetic, rocking her body non-stop. She loved the feeling of his long hard cock invading her vagina walls. Vincent could only watch her bouncing breasts as he ran his hands up and down her waist. Her pussy was squeezing him tightly and he couldn't help but groan loudly. He loved Monica's boldness, satisfying each other's desires.

She kept bouncing and riding him as the memory of him shooting her nonstop replayed in her mind. 'Damn it! I keep seeing my death in Vincent's hands! I won't let that happen!'