Lucas followed Daisy and Debbie into a taxi and allowed the two sisters to take him back to their place. The ride wasn’t very long. However, the deeper they drove into the older part of the city, the more surprised Lucas beca. The streets gradually narrowed. The buildings beca older.
Compared to the neighborhood where he had lived before, this place was in even worse condition. Lucas finally understood why the two sisters were struggling so much financially. Life here wasn’t easy.
A few minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of an aging apartnt building. The walls were stained with years of weathering. Several windows had been patched with tape.
Daisy lowered her head slightly. For so reason, she felt embarrassed letting Lucas see where they lived. Debbie felt the sa. Compared to soone who could casually send millions of dollars as gifts, their ho was simply too shabby.
Lucas, however, didn’t say anything. He simply followed them upstairs.
After entering the apartnt, he looked around. Many items had clearly been repaired multiple tis instead of replaced. The room was barely large enough for three people. The only thing that stood out was a surprisingly gaming setup placed near the corner.
Lucas sat down in the gaming chair. It was easily the most comfortable seat in the entire room.
anwhile, Debbie imdiately entered caretaker mode. "Daisy, go boil so water. Hurry." Daisy nodded and rushed toward the kitchen.
Debbie then retrieved a small first-aid box from a cabinet. After opening it, she carefully soaked cotton in disinfectant and moved closer to Lucas. "You might feel so pain." Lucas smiled. "I’ll survive."
Debbie rolled her eyes before carefully cleaning the scratches on his arms and shoulders. Her movents were extrely gentle. Almost cautious. It was obvious she was afraid of accidentally hurting him.
The funny thing was that Lucas barely felt anything at all. Compared to Blake’s punches, these superficial injuries were nothing.
Soon afterward, Lucas removed his shirt to make things easier. The mont he did, Debbie froze. Daisy nearly dropped the kettle she was holding.
Both sisters stared for a mont before quickly looking away.
Lucas’s physique wasn’t exaggerated like a bodybuilder’s. Instead, it was lean and perfectly proportioned. Every muscle seed naturally sculpted. The result of countless system enhancents and battles.
Daisy’s ears imdiately turned red. She didn’t even dare look directly at him anymore.
Debbie was slightly better. At least she managed to maintain a calm expression. Unfortunately for her, the redness creeping up her neck exposed everything.
Lucas naturally noticed. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. The mont both sisters realized they had been caught staring, the embarrassnt doubled. Daisy wished she could crawl into a hole and disappear.
Fortunately, the boiling water soon saved them. A few minutes later, the sisters returned carrying hot water and clean towels.
One worked on his shoulders. The other carefully massaged his legs. Every ti Lucas frowned even slightly, both sisters imdiately beca nervous. "Did I press too hard?" "Sorry!" "Does it hurt?" Lucas almost laughed. The two of them were treating him like fragile glass.
anwhile, Daisy carefully wiped away the remaining bloodstains on his arm. Debbie gently applied ointnt. The scene felt strangely peaceful. He found himself enjoying the attention of two beautiful won fussing over him.
Then.
BANG! A sharp sound suddenly echoed outside. The room froze. The sisters imdiately stopped moving. BANG! Another gunshot. This ti much closer. Lucas’s eyes narrowed instantly.
Before anyone could react, BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
A rapid series of gunshots exploded sowhere outside the building. The sound echoed through the neighborhood. Screams imdiately erupted from nearby apartnts. People shouted. Doors slamd shut.
Daisy’s face turned pale. Debbie’s expression changed completely. Without hesitation, she grabbed Daisy’s arm. "Bathroom! HURRY!" The two sisters rushed toward the small bathroom at the back of the apartnt.
Seeing Lucas still sitting there, Daisy panicked. "Lucas! What are you doing?! Co quickly!" Before he could answer, both sisters grabbed him by the arms and dragged him toward the bathroom.
The tiny bathroom instantly beca crowded. Three people squeezed inside. Debbie locked the door with trembling hands. Daisy held her breath. Outside, the gunshots continued.
Lucas found himself squeezed tightly between the two sisters inside the cramped bathroom.
The space was so small that the three of them could barely move without their bodies pressing and rubbing against one another. Every shift caused hips to brush, thighs to slide, and soft curves to mold against him.
Outside, distant shouts echoed through the street.
A few monts later, another burst of gunfire rang out.
BANG!
BANG!
The sharp sounds made Daisy flinch hard. Her body jerked involuntarily, causing her ass to shake and grind back against Lucas’s crotch in the tight quarters.
Debbie instinctively grabbed her younger sister’s hand for support, but the sudden movent only made her own plush ass wiggle and press unintentionally against Lucas from the front, her cheeks clenching and releasing with nervous tension.
The atmosphere inside the bathroom beca tense... but for Lucas, it was sothing far more dangerous.
Despite the fear rising thick in the tense environnt around them, his useless dick began to rise.
It throbbed and stiffened rapidly, swelling against the thin fabric of his pants as the sisters’ unintentional ass-shaking continued with every flinch and nervous shift.
The soft, warm pressure of their jiggling cheeks kept teasing him relentlessly, making his cock harden into a full.
He fought hard to control his throbbing dick for the full 10 minutes they remained trapped in the bathroom, until the gunfire finally died down and everything outside cald.
Eventually, silence returned to the neighborhood. Only then did everyone finally let out a breath.
Debbie carefully moved toward the door and listened for several seconds. No voices. No gunshots. No movent. "It should be over." Her voice was much calr now.
The three of them slowly stepped out of the bathroom. Lucas looked around the small apartnt again. Everything looked even worse now that he had seen it properly.
This place was far rougher than the neighborhood he had grown up in. He finally understood why the sisters reacted so quickly. That bathroom clearly wasn’t chosen randomly. It was their regular hiding place.
Lucas sat back down in the gaming chair. Then he looked toward Debbie. "You two reacted pretty fast. Almost like you’ve experienced this before."
Debbie froze briefly. A bitter smile appeared on her face. "We have." Daisy lowered her head. Neither sister looked surprised by what had happened. That alone told Lucas everything.
Debbie sat opposite him and sighed softly. "Things like this happen around here more often than you’d think. Sotis it’s gang disputes. Sotis it’s robberies. Sotis people are just unlucky enough to be caught in the middle."
Lucas frowned. "And nobody does anything about it?" Debbie laughed quietly. The laugh carried no humor. "Who? The police?" Lucas nodded.
Debbie shook her head. "It’s not that simple. There aren’t many caras around here. Most people don’t report anything. And even when they do..." She didn’t finish the sentence. She didn’t need to.
Lucas understood. The reality of poor neighborhoods was often different from what people imagined. Many residents simply learned to endure. Because they had no other choice.
Daisy walked over and sat beside her sister. "Our old house wasn’t like this." Her voice was soft. "But after Mom got sick..." She paused. "Everything changed."
Lucas rembered what Debbie had told him earlier. To pay dical bills, the sisters had sold almost everything they owned. Their house. Their savings. Anything valuable. What remained had gone into hospital expenses. And even that wasn’t enough.
The more Lucas learned about their situation, the more complicated his feelings beca. These sisters had been carrying burdens that would crush most people. Yet they still kept moving forward. Still smiling.
Debbie suddenly forced a grin. "Anyway. We survived another exciting evening." Daisy rolled her eyes. "That’s not exciting. That’s terrifying." The sisters began bickering lightly.
Watching them, Lucas couldn’t help but smile. Despite everything they had gone through, neither of them had completely lost their optimism.
That alone was admirable. Maybe these two sisters shouldn’t be living here anymore.
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