"Hey, are you listening? Open the door." Once again, the annoying voice came from the front door, and the owner of the voice seemed like a very impatient man.
And at his voice, my mother felt a little uneasy.
"Th-they are here." She got up from my lap, "I will go and talk to them," She spoke, and her hands were trembling.
She seemed to be panicking a little, and she was trying her best not to look at me.
"Wait."
I grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
Then I looked at Sana and asked her to stand up.
She did as I said and stood beside her mother.
"Stepmother," I slowly began to stand up, and when I was standing completely, with my hand I grabbed her chin and brought her lips closer to mine.
Our lips were only a few centimeters apart, and our breaths mingled together.
Her body trembled, and her face flushed, as she stared into my eyes.
"Wh-what is it, son?"
And asked, but instead of answering her I closed the gap between us and pressed my lips against hers.
"Mmph!"
She let out a surprised gasp, and her eyes widened for a moment before closing, as she returned my kiss.
"S-step-bro..." Sana whispered, and her eyes were filled with desire, as she watched us kissing.
Her mother was kissing me passionately, and her hands were clutching the edge of my shirt, her breasts rising and falling with each breath.
I slowly pulled back, and looked at her with a serious expression, "Stepmother,"
"Y-yes, master?"
"I want you to stay here and let me deal with the loan sharks,"
"N-no, that's impossible, they will hurt you," Her face paled, and her hands gripped my shirt tightly as if she were afraid that I would disappear.
"Don't worry," I said, and cupped her cheeks, my fingers brushing against her skin, "I can handle them."
She was quiet for a moment before nodding her head, "Okay if that's what you want, master."
"Good girl." I let go of her and began walking towards the front door.
However, before I could open the door, a screen appeared in front of me.
[Do you want to convert the digital 10 lakhs to the real-world currency, PKR?]
I read the contents of the screen and opened the door.
There were two men standing outside, and one of them was carrying a baseball bat.
"Huh? Where is that bitch?"
The guy with the baseball bat was staring at me, his eyes full of anger and hate.
"That bitch has to pay the loan or else, she is going to pay in a different way."
They were calling my stepmother a bitch.
The woman, who was now one with me, the one who was carrying my child.
'They deserve a beating.'
My blood was boiling, and my hands clenched into fists, as I, with a calm and composed face, stepped out of the door before closing it behind me.
"You too, the bitch, and her daughter, owe me 10 lakh rupees," He glared at me, his eyes full of hatred, "Where are they? I will show them how a bitch should be taught a lesson,"
Phew...
A sigh escaped my lips, and I took a deep breath, trying to control my rage.
'System, do they possess any kind of magic?'
Ding!
[They don't possess any kind of magic. Their power levels are weak.]
What the system showed was enough for me to not hide my anger and beat them senselessly before giving them the money.
'They really deserve it.'
I smirked and punched the guy with the bat first.
The punch connected with his jaw, and he was thrown back, his body slamming into the wall.
Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth as he couldn't withstand a single punch from me and was knocked out.
"Shit, what the hell?"
His friend, who was also stunned by my punch, tried to grab the bat from his unconscious body.
"Who are you?"
He snarled, and pointed the bat at me, his eyes blazing with fury.
"Your worst nightmare. I would have said. But, since you will never wake up, I will say it. I am the Worst Grim Reaper you can ever meet."
Before he could process my words, I closed the gap between us and delivered a punch to his chest, his ribs cracking.
His eyes bulged, and his face contorted in pain, as he stumbled backward, his hand gripping his chest.
"A-aaarghhhh,"
A scream tore from his throat, and he fell to the ground, his body writhing in pain.
I didn't give him any time to recover and kicked him in the face, his nose breaking, as blood splattered all over the ground.
"H-haaahhhh,"
His head snapped back, and he lost consciousness, his body falling limp.