Allen vaguely recalled Curtis. "If I'm not mistaken, this guy's supposed to be the villain in the Resident Evil: Degeneration movie." But Allen didn't really care—he never bothered to fully understand the background or the reasons why Curtis became a villain in the first place. "But doesn't this guy have a really beautiful sister? Hmmm… maybe I'll use Wednesday to dig up some info about her later," he thought.
While Allen was busy daydreaming about another beautiful woman, he wasn't paying attention to the rather serious discussion about the cooperation between Umbrella and Tricell. Meanwhile, Excella, who noticed his indifferent attitude, felt slightly disgusted. Especially since he had ignored her questions outright. "A man like this? What could he even do? Just wait, I'll make sure he learns his place soon enough," she sneered inwardly.
After a brief introduction from Curtis about the various departments within Umbrella to the Tricell representatives, he led them to the room where the seminar would be held the following day. When the discussion concluded, the Tricell delegation headed off to the hotel they had booked in the city.
Once they were gone, Allen and Annette slipped into a quiet hallway to talk.
"Annette, by the way, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Allen asked.
Annette handed him a pregnancy test without a word. The result clearly showed positive.
"Can you explain why you're suddenly giving me this?" Allen asked.
"This test is mine, Allen… I-I'm pregnant."
"Is this my child?" Allen asked in a mock-serious tone, amused by Annette's flustered expression.
"Yes… what should I do now? I—" Annette looked anxious. If Allen rejected the baby, she might be forced to terminate the pregnancy—even though she didn't want to. But if he refused to accept her having his child, she would have no choice but to live with that reality.
Before she could finish her words, Allen pulled her into a hug.
"Don't worry about that. Of course I'm happy about this. And I don't ever want you to think about aborting our baby."
"Really? You're not angry, right?"
"Of course not, silly. That's my child. Why would I ever think of killing it? And don't forget—you're my woman now. I'll never let you go," Allen said, kissing her softly on the lips.
Tears of joy welled up in Annette's eyes as she heard his words.
They kissed for several minutes in the hallway before finally breaking apart—it wouldn't look good if they lingered too long there. Annette's heart felt lighter now, her mood far brighter than before.
"Allen, about the plan for me to escape Umbrella—have you found a solution yet?"
"Yes. On July 23rd, I want you to take Sherry with you onto the train heading to Umbrella's Arklay Mountain facility. There, you'll be picked up by Lupo and the others, who will give you further instructions."
Annette was a little confused but nodded. "Okay, I'll try to bring Sherry with me then."
"Oh, by the way, isn't it a problem that she's been listening to us this whole time?" Annette asked, pointing to Svetlana.
"Don't worry. She's my bodyguard. Of course our secret is safe." Allen had almost forgotten that Svetlana had been present, hearing every word of their conversation.
Meanwhile, Svetlana—who had indeed listened from start to finish—was left a little speechless. She blinked a few times. This man didn't even care that he was discussing such personal matters right in front of her.
"Isn't he afraid I might leak this information to someone else? Or is he just that confident I won't?" she wondered. But Allen's trust in her warmed her heart, making her feel quietly pleased.
After that, Annette went to her lab since she had to finish her personal research data on the G-Virus she stole from her husband. She also promised to meet Allen at the apartment tonight to give him a "gift"—and of course, that gift was sex.
Meanwhile, Allen was outside chatting with Curtis at a café.
"Allen, what do you want to talk about with me?"
"I want to know about the background of the people coming from Tricell. You know, just to gather information about them before our seminar starts tomorrow," Allen said while sipping his coffee.
"Ohh, I thought it was something else. Well, the ones coming are the leaders of the Gionne family and their daughter. The Gionne family could be considered successful merchants who managed to marry into the Travis family. So basically, the ones Tricell sent are just a branch of the Tricell company," Curtis explained about the family and the company's origins.
"Yeah, but as you can see, Allen, their daughter Exella is very arrogant. I'm already used to dealing with people like that, but her background is quite extraordinary since she's a master graduate in biology and pharmaceuticals," Curtis said, sounding a bit annoyed and clearly not fond of her character.
"Hahaha, well, usually geniuses with high IQ tend to have very low EQ."
"But you don't seem like that, Allen. You could also be considered no less of a genius compared to her."
"Thanks for the compliment. With this info, I think I know how I should handle things at tomorrow's seminar." Then Allen added, "By the way, why is Tricell sending their branch family instead of sending a member of their main family here?"
Curtis, who looked like he was about to spill some juicy gossip, leaned closer. "That's because they're not direct descendants of the Travis family."
"Huh?" Allen looked a bit confused. "Why does this sound like some TV drama or a novel I've read before? Hahaha." Allen laughed.
Curtis also laughed at Allen's joke. "But that's really how it is. The Travis family simply doesn't want their company controlled by outsiders, only by their own bloodline."
Hearing this, Allen seemed to come up with another plan—to make Exella his target. Well, rather than letting Albert Wesker use her and toss her aside, I'd be better off making use of her myself—especially since her talent is extraordinary.
Moreover, Exella's family situation seemed to fully support this, which would make it easy for Allen to influence her.
....
At night in Allen's apartment. The sound of Annette's moans could be heard from inside Allen's room as Allen kept shaking his hips, slamming into Annette's ass hard without mercy.
"Ohh~ ahh… ahh… yes… my ass~" Annette could feel her anus stretching and tightening each time Allen's cock went in and out, and she was greatly enjoying it.
Plop!… plop!… plop!…
After more than half an hour of Allen pounding her ass, he finally felt he was about to cum.
"Ohhh… yes… I'm gonna cum, Annette!" Allen said as he sprayed loads of his yogurt deep inside Annette's anus.
Annette could also feel Allen's yogurt flooding inside and swimming in her belly, and she came too, squirting hard and soaking their bed. Annette's breathing turned ragged from the overwhelming pleasure.
"I want you to crawl for me," Allen said, asking her to get on all fours, as if he wanted to take her doggy style. Annette obeyed his request. This was one of Allen's favorite positions because it allowed him to see and access both of Annette's holes freely.
Allen then began thrusting his cock into Annette's pussy from behind, making her body jolt backward. And once his cock pierced through her cervix, Annette couldn't hold it in—she climaxed instantly and squirted hard again.
Plop… plop… plop…
"Fuck… fuck… ahhh… yes, keep fucking me, deeper… don't stop, darling~!" Annette cried, not wanting this pleasure to end—she wanted to be fucked until her brain went blank.
Allen obeyed Annette's wish, his hips moving relentlessly like a machine, ramming into her womb with unending force.
Slap…
"A-ahhh yes, slap me again, darling~!"
Slap…
Her big breasts swung and bounced every time Allen's pelvis smacked against her ass.
"Ahhh I'm gonna cum again, darling!" Allen groaned.
"Yes, cum inside me! I want our baby to enjoy your yogurt inside~" Annette moaned, feeling herself about to climax again too.
And splash—they came together at the same time. Annette's legs stretched, her toes curled uncontrollably, and her body collapsed limply on the bed after her climax. Her arms and legs had no more strength to hold herself up, leaving her body sprawled weakly across the sheets.
But it seemed Allen still wasn't satisfied, and now he had flipped Annette's body over, thrusting into her pussy and her tight ass alternately, cumming inside her again and again. Annette's eyes could no longer focus on what was happening—her pussy was still overly sensitive, but Allen clearly wasn't going to give her any time to rest.
"Ahh… no… ahh, I-I'm going crazy," Annette gasped, feeling her uterus and anus being stirred and pounded by Allen's cock.
Allen was fucking Annette even more brutally than before. He didn't forget to play with her hardened nipples, sucking and licking them like a baby desperate for milk.
Allen kept fucking Annette for more than four hours, leaving her fainted, her belly swollen, and her body covered in bite marks.
The next morning, Annette woke up feeling sore all over, her legs trembling as if they'd forgotten how to work. Just like the nights before, walking was a struggle. Allen, unsurprisingly, was already awake and waiting for her in the living room.
"Does he not realize we're busy with the seminar today?" Annette grumbled under her breath, a mix of irritation and reluctant fondness. After all, she had enjoyed every second of last night, no matter how exhausting it was.
She made her way to the bathroom, her steps unsteady, her legs like jelly. A long shower helped, and thanks to the super-soldier serum in her veins, her recovery was faster than normal—but not fast enough. Even now, her ass throbbed and twitched, pulsing with every step, making it uncomfortable to walk or sit.
When she emerged, dressed and ready for the day, she found Allen still lounging, completely relaxed.
"Allen, let's go. If not, we'll be late," she said firmly.
"Don't you want breakfast first?" he asked with a smirk.
Annette grabbed a sandwich from the table, biting into it quickly.
"I can eat on the way."
Allen raised an eyebrow. "You're walking funny. Legs sore? Or maybe your ass?"
Her face flushed hot. "Shut up, Allen! I just don't want us to be late."
He chuckled, rising to his feet with that confident grin of his. "You could've just asked me to carry you, you know. Husband's duty."
Annette huffed, marching toward the door on shaky legs. "Not happening."
Allen only laughed and followed her out to the car, where, as usual, Svetlana was waiting behind the wheel to drive them to their destination.
....
Meanwhile, at the hotel where Excella was staying, she seemed to be talking with her father about something. "Umbrella Medical Research is indeed superior, but they are not yet at the stage to monopolize the global business, we still have a chance if we get more resources, I could even develop medicines better than what Umbrella has created," said Excella after seeing the information she had obtained from their exchange.
"You know that the main family will not give us more resources, and even if you insist you will not get that opportunity," said Gionne, Excella's father. "Unless you are willing to marry one of the Travis family, maybe we could get more resources so you can do what you want," he added while drinking an expensive wine.
Excella then stopped in her tracks and looked at her father coldly. "Marry the Travis family just to get a small amount of resources? Do you think women are bargaining goods? Doesn't the Gionne family feel ashamed of this?"
Her father was speechless hearing his daughter's words. "We have no choice. And the Gionne family will not hesitate to sacrifice you to advance this family. But I will give you a choice — make the Gionne family grow independently, or you marry one of the Travis family directly."
Hearing her father's words, Excella felt a little disappointed. Why were all the men in her family the same, thinking that she was just something to be used and traded away so easily? She also had dreams that she wanted to achieve in her life.
But in the middle of their argument, the door to their hotel room suddenly knocked. When it opened, Curtis was standing there.
"Hello, I just came to let you know the seminar is about to begin. Are you ready?"
"Yes, we'll be heading there soon," Svetlana replied curtly, masking the sadness in her heart. She was not a weak woman, and she wouldn't simply give up just because of a few words from her father.
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