"W-Why are you asking that?" I stammered, my voice barely a whisper, as I nced sideways at Leon, hoping for some sort of exnation or reassurance.


    It was painfully obvious that I had no experience with things like this. Men had always been terrifying to me, making my heart race for all the wrong reasons. Whenever I encountered them, I would either freeze up or bolt. And when they weren''t scary, they''d avoid me like I carried some kind of curse.


    My luck with men? It was about as good as my luck with people in general. Which meant it was... nonexistent.


    But why would they ask me something like this? My thoughts spiraled. Could it be that they... wanted something from me? My chest tightened at the possibility.


    "You don''t need to keep looking at Leon like that," the President''s voice cut through my thoughts, smooth but with an underlying firmness. "It''s not like I''m asking because we n to do anything to you. I just need to know.


    Being a virgin means you can''t naturally exude an erotic aura, but with the right guidance, even a virgin can learn to draw eyes—to make people see them as beautiful and sexy, even if they haven''t experienced it themselves."


    I blinked,pletely lost in what she was saying. My face burned with confusion.


    "Professor Gabrielle, could you please demonstrate?" the President asked, her tone carrying a hint of amusement, as if she enjoyed seeing me squirm.


    "Very well," Professor Gabrielle responded. "But I''m not exactly the best example. I am not a virgin, after all."


    "Well, we''re all here except for E, but you''re excellent at exuding an erotic aura, so I want you to show her."


    Professor Gabrielle slid her sses off with a slow, deliberate motion, letting them rest in herp. Then she ran her fingers through her hair, tousling it just enough to add a hint of wildness. She shifted her posture, leaning in slightly, and then her eyes—sharp and intense—locked onto mine. A shiver ran down my spine, my breath hitching.


    She was exuding... raw, maic sex appeal. It was like a wave of heat rolling off her, enveloping me. My heart pounded against my ribs as I found it impossible to look away. All she''d done was take off her sses and rough up her hair, yet the transformation was so powerful, so visceral, that I could barely believe she was the same professor I listened to in ss every day.


    "Professor Gabrielle is using her erotic aura right now. Can you see it?" the President asked, her eyes watching my every reaction with a sharp focus.n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om


    "I-I do..." My voice came out strained, my throat suddenly dry.


    "Do you think you could do that too?" she asked.


    "I don''t."


    I couldn''t lie, even if I wanted to. There was no way I could ever be like that—so effortlessly sexy and beautiful. The thought made my stomach twist.


    "Well, we can work on that, even if you''re inexperienced. We only have two days, but with all of us in this lineup, I''m sure we can transform you," the President said, her voice dripping with determination.


    Professor Gabrielle, Miss Trill, Miss Titania, and President Artemis all turned their gazes on me, making me feel like I was being stripped bare under their scrutiny.


    "We''re going to turn you from in to beautiful."


    ***


    The hum of the car engine filled the silence as I sat inside the vehicle, wedged between Miss Artemis and Miss Trill in the back seat, with President Artemis on the front. Up front, Professor Gabrielle drove with a practiced ease. I had no idea where they were taking me, but President Artemis said it was a ce where my ''transformation'' would happen.


    "I still can''t believe stuff like this exists now!" Miss Titania''s voice broke the quiet, her tone almost childishly excited. "This is incredible!"


    "And to think Leon is the owner of thepany that made all this! How amazing is our boyfriend, Nia?" Trill replied, her voice brimming with pride.


    "Right, Trill?!"


    Their energy was so giddy and bright that I couldn''t help but feel like an outsider. They seemed to be Leon''s girlfriends... but just how many girlfriends did he have? Professor Gabrielle seemed to be in on it too, and even President Artemis. It made my head spin.


    "I-Is... Mr. Leon really the owner of Leonamon?" I asked, my voice trembling as I forced the words out, feeling like I was walking on eggshells.


    Even I, who had never been wealthy, knew what Leonamon was. The brand was everywhere, their products changing the world—cars, smartphones, you name it. Recently, they''d announced ns tounch even more groundbreaking products.


    And they weren''t just tech-focused—they dabbled in pastries, clothing, music, entertainment. Leonamon was thepany everyone talked about, dominating every industry it touched.


    Earlier, Mr. Leon mentioned that we should all head to the Leonamon headquarters. I assumed it was to buy me some clothes, and I insisted that I didn''t deserve such luxuries. But then, Miss Titania casually revealed that Leon owned Leonamon. Miss Trill''s eyes had widened, and she demanded why Leon hadn''t told her sooner. Meanwhile, my mind wentpletely nk from the shock.


    "It''s true," Professor Gabrielle confirmed, her voice calm and steady. "In the beginning, it was a smallpany with just three people. Amon, his first woman, helped him create the first smartphone. I handled the marketing to get the product the attention it needed."


    "M-Master..." I whispered, the way Professor Gabrielle called Leon echoing in my head. "U-Um, may I ask something?"


    "You may," Professor Gabrielle replied, her gaze fixed firmly on the road ahead.


    "A-Are you all... Mr. Leon''s girlfriends?"


    "We are his girlfriends!" Miss Titania''s voice was like a cheerful announcement, and she pulled Trill into a tight hug, giggling.


    "I am his future wife and the mother of his child, I suppose," President Artemis added, her tone yful yet serious.


    "I am his woman, someone he can do anything with," Professor Gabrielle said without a hint of shame.


    My head spun faster, my thoughts swirling like a whirlpool. What was even happening? Miss Titania and Miss Trill were his girlfriends, Artemis was his future wife, and Professor Gabrielle was his... woman? And there was this mysterious first woman, Amon... and Miss Charlotte?


    My brain struggled to keep up with all these revtions.