Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 604: A Villa in Flames

I smiled, my thumb gently brushing across Diana’s soft cheek. "You already are... in all the ways that matter." My expression softened as I reached up and tucked a stray lock of dark hair behind her ear. "But I was still worried. The thought of you getting hurt... I couldn’t bear it."

Diana froze, her breath catching in her throat. "You...?"

I nodded, my fingers slowly tracing the elegant curve of her jaw. "I shared my Eternal Vitality with you. From this moment on, you’re like me — an immortal existence. You’ll live forever, Diana. Right by my side."

Her eyes widened dramatically, hands flying up to cover her mouth. "R-Really...?" Her voice trembled with a storm of emotions — disbelief, awe, and pure, overwhelming joy. "You did this... for me?"

"OMG..." She threw her arms around my neck, pressing her entire body desperately against mine. Her heart hammered wildly against my chest as she buried her face in my shoulder. "You actually made me immortal...? You gave me forever...?"

I chuckled warmly, wrapping my strong arms around her and holding her tight, breathing in her scent. "Angela already has it."

Diana pulled back just enough to search my eyes, a fierce spark of possessiveness igniting in her gaze. "So... I’m like her now?"

I grinned and leaned in, kissing the tip of her nose. "You’re better."

She laughed — bright, relieved, and full of affection — and nuzzled deeper into my chest. "You’re such a liar."

I captured her lips again in a slow, deep kiss, my hand sliding up to cup her full breast, squeezing with quiet possession. "I’d die without you, Diana," I whispered against her mouth, voice raw and honest. "You’re the only one who truly knows me. The only one who understands every part of me."

"And I love you," she breathed, fingers tangling in my hair, "even when you’re impossible."

I smiled. "Good. Because I love you... even when you’re jealous."

She let out a soft, happy laugh, eyes shining like stars in the moonlight as she traced my jawline. "So... what now? We’re immortal. We have forever. What do we do with it?"

I gazed out at the endless sea of stars, my hand resting possessively on her waist. "Now?" My voice dropped into a dark, hungry growl. "We live. We fight. We love. We fuck. We conquer." I leaned in, lips brushing her ear. "And we never let anyone — or anything — tear us apart."

Diana smiled, tears of joy glistening in her eyes. "Together?"

"Forever," I promised, sealing it with another deep, claiming kiss.

But peace was shattered in a heartbeat.

"Boss!" Grace’s panicked voice ripped through the night as she burst onto the balcony. "There’s movement — something’s coming fast!"

A high-pitched whistle tore through the sky.

Missile.

Time seemed to fracture the instant I activated God Speed.

The world around me slowed to a glacial crawl. The wind froze mid-breeze. Leaves hung suspended in the air like still photographs. Diana’s hair, still swaying from the kiss, stopped moving entirely. Grace’s mouth was open in a silent scream, her body halfway through turning toward us.

I moved like living lightning.

In this slowed reality, I could see everything with terrifying clarity — the sleek, deadly missile streaking toward the villa, its fiery trail burning in slow motion, the faint red glow of its warhead growing brighter with every fraction of a second.

I grabbed Diana and Grace at once, one arm around each. Their bodies felt almost weightless in this state. I blurred off the balcony in a single explosive step, carrying them across the garden in what felt like a heartbeat to me, but mere microseconds to the outside world. I set them down safely behind a thick stone wall at the far end of the property.

Without hesitation, I flashed back into the villa.

Angela, Linda, and Selena were still peacefully asleep in their beds, completely naked and unaware of the doom hurtling toward them. I moved like a ghost.

I snatched thick blankets from the nearby sofa, wrapping each woman with lightning precision — Angela first, then Linda, then Selena. I cradled all three in my arms at once, their warm, soft bodies pressed securely against me, and blurred outside again, placing them gently beside Diana and Grace.

The missile was now only thirty meters away, its trajectory locked.

I raced back inside one final time. Diana’s three subordinates — loyal, capable women who had been resting in the guest rooms — were jolted awake by the unnatural pressure in the air. I didn’t waste words. I scooped them up, two in one arm and one in the other, and shot out of the villa like a bullet.

The moment all of them were safely behind the stone barrier, I finally deactivated God Speed.

Time slammed back to normal.

The missile struck the center of the villa with catastrophic force.

BOOOOOOM!

A blinding white-orange fireball erupted outward in a devastating sphere of destruction. The explosion roared like thunder made flesh. Windows shattered into millions of glittering shards that sprayed outward in a deadly storm.

Stone walls crumbled as if made of sand. The roof collapsed inward before the shockwave hurled massive chunks of debris high into the night sky. A searing wave of heat washed over us even from this distance, followed by a powerful gust of wind that whipped our hair and clothes violently.

Flames roared upward in a towering inferno, consuming what remained of our beautiful villa. Thick black smoke billowed into the starlit sky as secondary explosions — likely from the gas lines and stored ammunition — rocked the ruins again and again.

The women stood frozen in shock, blankets clutched tightly around their naked or half-dressed bodies. Their faces glowed with the fiery light of the burning wreckage.

"W-What just happened?!" Selena cried, eyes wide with terror.

Diana’s voice was hoarse. "An attack... They actually fired a missile at us?"

I stared at the raging flames, my expression cold and calculating. "We were just attacked."

Linda’s face had gone deathly pale. "How is this possible? They tried to kill all of us... even Selena and me? We’re supposed to be the victims in their story!"

I let out a low, bitter laugh. "To them, Vincent is already dead or missing. Ryan and the soldiers, too. In their eyes, Diana is the dangerous terrorist who orchestrated everything. You and Selena were simply collateral damage — kidnapped by her. They’ve lost too many men trying to capture her before. Now they’ve decided the risk is too high."

I turned to look at the group, flames reflecting in my eyes. "So they chose to erase us completely."

The women stood in stunned silence, watching their temporary sanctuary burn to ash as the distant wail of sirens began to echo across the city.