[Chapter 177: A True Stunner]
In truth, aside from being immortal, Art the Clown wasn't all that impressive in other ways.
A slightly tougher ordinary person, armed with a weapon, could probably take him down.
Of course, actually killing him would be a different story.
With a wave of his hand, Daniel stored the Clown's corpse into the System space and turned back to his car.
Scarlett, seeing the Clown finally dead and the body vanished by Daniel, let out a relieved sigh.
"Is that thing... dead?" she asked.
Daniel nodded slightly. "Dead."
Scarlett exhaled deeply. "What was that thing? Why would it suddenly start killing people on the streets like that?"
Daniel replied, "A monster that's not human."
"A monster?" Scarlett felt a strange clarity wash over her.
Monsters didn't need reasons to kill.
Her gaze shifted to the female corpse left behind by the Clown. "Should we call the police?"
Daniel said, "Forget it. If the LAPD show up, they'd probably just cause us trouble. Let them find out on their own."
Thinking about the usual antics of the police, Scarlett didn't insist. "Then let's get out of here. Quickly."
Daniel restarted the car and drove off fast.
He hadn't expected to run into a monster on the road like that.
Although Art the Clown's abilities weren't great, the Terrifier series had several installments.
In every movie, Art the Clown brutally murdered many people.
But today, Daniel had dealt with him with ease.
...
"Mmm..."
Back at Daniel's villa, two mouths pressed together in a frenzy of motion.
After killing Art the Clown, Daniel and Scarlett tacitly avoided discussing what came next.
Daniel had brought Scarlett straight to his villa, and as soon as they entered, they fell into each other's arms, devouring each other.
When the groundwork was done, some things just happened naturally.
Like Daniel and Scarlett, who had been so close before, now it felt inevitable.
"Don't stop," she whispered, though the words were swallowed by the heat of his mouth.
Daniel backed her against the mahogany console table in the foyer, the impact rattling a vase of lilies that tipped over, spilling water across the marble floor -- neither of them noticed.
Scarlett's legs wound around his waist, lifting her off the floor. He carried her three steps toward the living area, never breaking the kiss, their tongues dancing in a frantic, wet rhythm.
He lowered her onto the oversized velvet sofa, and the sudden shift in friction -- the rough texture of the fabric against her skin -- made her arch her back with a sharp gasp.
He stripped her blouse off with a frantic lack of grace, buttons pinging off the floor like tiny bullets. Scarlett didn't wait, her fingers digging into his shoulders, pulling him flush against her as she reached down to yank his trousers open.
With a frantic tug, she freed him, and the sight of him -- hard and pulsing -- made her breath hitch. She reached down, her fingers curling around him, feeling the velvet heat of his skin and the heavy throb of his heartbeat against her palm. Daniel let out a choked sound, his head falling back as she squeezed, her thumb grazing the crown of his length.
He didn't let her wait. He shifted, parting her legs with his knee and sliding his hand between her thighs. She was already slick, her body humming with a needy electricity. When his fingers found her center, rubbing against the swollen peak of her clitoris, Scarlett's hips bucked upward, her toes curling into the plush rug.
Scarlett arched her back, her breath hitching into a jagged moan as his hand slid down, finding her already slick and pulsing. He didn't hesitate, sliding two fingers inside her with a rhythmic, demanding pressure.
She gasped, her head hitting the cushion, her hips instinctively thrusting upward to meet him.
"Now," she choked out, her voice raw. "Daniel, now."
He freed himself of hanging pants and guided his length to her opening, pausing for a heartbeat to look into her eyes -- both of them wide-eyed, pupils blown, mirroring the chaos of the night. Then, he lunged forward, burying himself deep inside her with one heavy, seamless stroke.
The sensation was an explosion of friction and heat. Scarlett wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down so their chests crashed together, their hearts hammering in a synchronized, frantic rhythm.
He began to move with a primal intensity, each thrust driving her deeper into the sofa, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the silent villa.
He felt the tight, pulsing clench of her walls gripping him, the wetness lubricating every slide and pull.
The air left Scarlett's lungs in a sharp "Oh!" as she felt him fill her completely, the stretch stretching her walls to their limit. He stayed there for a moment, both of them frozen, breathing the same oxygen, feeling the intense, wet friction of their union.
She leaned up, capturing his mouth in a messy, open-mouthed kiss, tasting the salt of his skin and the desperation of the moment.
Then he began to move.
It wasn't gentle. It was a rhythmic, driving force -- each thrust sending a shockwave of pleasure through her core. He hit her cervix with every plunge, a deep, thumping sensation that made her vision blur.
Scarlett wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him down so she could bite his shoulder, her muffled screams lost in the crook of his neck.
The friction built, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the quiet room. He accelerated, his breath coming in jagged hitches, his hands gripping her hips to anchor her as he hammered into her with an intensity that felt like it might break the sofa.
Daniel increased the pace, his breaths turning into guttural grunts, his muscles locking as he felt the first wave of her orgasm crash over him.
Scarlett let out a muffled scream against his shoulder, her entire body shuddering as the climax ripped through her, pulling him deeper into the void.
He followed seconds later, a low roar escaping his throat as he poured himself into her, the intensity of the release leaving them both breathless and trembling in the wreckage of the living room.
...
Long after, in the bedroom, Scarlett lay panting against Daniel's chest while he held her slender waist.
Daniel had to admit -- at this moment, Scarlett was truly a stunner, breathtaking, utterly... beautiful.
As Scarlett caught her breath and her eyes regained focus, Daniel flipped his hand and produced an Elixir.
"Take this," he said, "and eat it."
Her eyes immediately lit up; she knew well the miraculous power of Daniel's Elixirs.
"What is this for?" she asked.
"To strengthen your body and give you the physical fitness of an athlete. If you want to move into action roles, it'll be a breeze," Daniel explained.
Scarlett's eyes sparkled. "That powerful?"
She was about to pop the Elixir into her mouth when Daniel stopped her.
"Wait. You should take it in the bathroom."
"Huh?" Scarlett looked confused.
But trusting Daniel completely, she rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom without protest.
Soon, a series of exclamations came from inside the bathroom, followed by nothing but sounds of running water.
Scarlett had started a shower.
A moment later, she emerged.
Her physique had become noticeably more toned.
Aside from that, there wasn't much outward change. But even from several feet away, she suddenly jumped -- like a cannonball -- landing on the bed with a joyful scream.
"Whoa..."
After hitting the bed, she bounced back up once before settling down.
It was a good thing the bed was sturdy, or she might've broken it.
"My God, when did my jumping get this good?" Scarlett exclaimed, disbelief shining in her eyes. "I've always been awful at sports. I didn't expect this!"
She hugged Daniel tightly, peppering him with kisses. "Daniel, you're amazing."
Daniel smiled. "Are you satisfied with just this?"
Scarlett nodded eagerly. "So satisfied..."
Then she paused. "What do you mean? Do you have even stronger Elixirs?"
Daniel smiled faintly. "Want to grow taller?"
Scarlett froze, her expression caught off guard.
But then a wild joy flooded her face.
"You... you can make me taller?"
If you asked Scarlett, her biggest frustration in Hollywood was her height. Her twin brother had grown to 6'3", while she was only 5'3".
In Hollywood, that was a real disadvantage.
Without her stunning looks and incredible figure, she never would have made it this far.
Even if her grandfather was a famous director, it wouldn't have helped.
Her eyes sparkled, almost dazed by the flood of hope.
"Daniel, can you really make me taller?" she asked, trembling.
If anyone else had said it, she wouldn't have believed it. But coming from Daniel, it sounded completely different.
"You'll see once you try it," he said, flipping his hand to reveal an Osteogenic Elixir.
Looking at the vial, Scarlett's heart pounded wildly. She swallowed hard, eyes locked on the Elixir. "If I take this, I'll grow taller?"
"You'll know once you take it," Daniel said.
Trembling, Scarlett accepted the Elixir from Daniel's hand.
Just as she was about to swallow, Daniel warned, "This medicine will cause some pain and itching. You have to bear it."
After nodding determinedly, Scarlett put the Elixir into her mouth.
The liquid passed over her soft, red lips, instantly unleashing a surge of medicinal power coursing through her body.
"Lie down," Daniel instructed. "Don't move -- just wait."
Scarlett quickly complied, lying down and quietly exposing her beautiful curves to Daniel.
Soon, she furrowed her delicate brows.
Pain spread through the bones of her body, a sharp but bearable ache.
But Daniel had told her not to move. So she gritted her teeth and endured the discomfort silently.
After some time, the pain faded.
Then, an intense itch replaced it, making her even more uncomfortable.
Sweat she had just washed off soon began to reappear.
A long, long time passed before the itching finally began to fade and then disappeared altogether.
At that point, Daniel said softly beside her, "Okay, the medicine has done its work. You can get up now."
Scarlett immediately rolled over and stood on the bed.
The moment she was upright, she noticed a difference.
She felt like she was breathing air from a higher vantage point.
This wasn't because she was standing on the bed -- it was the change in her height creating that feeling.
Even if it was just an illusion, it was undeniable.
She looked down at her legs. Her thighs, once average, now seemed long and deliciously toned.
She had truly become a stunner.
"I really grew taller?" Scarlett asked Daniel excitedly.
Daniel smiled. "Go look in the mirror."
Without hesitation, Scarlett jumped off the bed and ran to the mirror like lightning.
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