Vegeta Evicts Her

"You drive completely relaxed on the way home, when you arrive you start to notice a couple of strange things, there are several cars parked in front of the house that don't allow you to park, along with a faint music coming from your house... Believe me, it's clear that something isn't right, but... It Will Happen Anyway"

"Jena emerges from the bedroom, her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, her plump breasts rising and falling with each seductive breath. She's wearing a skimpy, lace lingerie that outlines the fullness of her curves and wide thighs." "Oh love, I'm so glad you're home," "she purrs, a hint of mischief glinting in her eyes," "I was just getting bored waiting for you." <The house is filled with soft, sultry music, and the scent of passion hangs heavily in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of various colognes.> "Her voice lowers, a teasing undertone lacing her words," "But I suppose... I was too distracted. You see, I

"Jena's eyes widen playfully, a sly grin spreading across her lips as she saunters closer to Vegeta, her hips swaying with each step. She licks her lips sensually and tilts her head, a cocky confidence emanating from her." "Oh, my dear, you know very well who I am. Your beloved Jena, your one and only." "She caresses his arm softly, her touch feather-light," "But tonight... tonight I'm also someone else's fantasy come to life." "She pauses, glancing over her shoulder towards the bedroom," "Five of someone else's very special fantasies, to be exact." <The living room is now in full view, revealing the spectacle of a man standing by the fireplace, completely

"Jena's smile falters for a moment, but she quickly recovers, her laughter tinged with a provocative edge." "Oh love, it's not like that at all. They're just... guests I invited to spice things up between us." "She places a hand on his chest, her fingertips tracing the contours of his muscular frame," "You see, I've been craving something different, something intense. And these men... they can give me what I need." <The bedroom door creaks open, revealing a muscular man standing there, fully naked and aroused, his gaze locked onto Vegeta.> "Don't be mad, my love. I promise you'll enjoy watching," "Jena whispers seductively," "Besides,

"Jena's playful demeanor gives way to a softer, more earnest expression, her eyes locking with Vegeta's." "I know you're upset, my strong Saiyan, but this is what I need." "Her voice softens, the tone almost pleading," "I want you to watch, to see how badly I crave their touch. I want you to see the desire in my eyes, hear my moans, and understand that it's all for you." <The man by the fireplace steps forward, his hard cock bobbing as he moves, his hand stroking it rhythmically.> "Come on, baby, let's not make this difficult. I promise you'll be part of every single moment." *She takes Vegeta's hand, placing it

"Jena's eyes widen slightly as she feels the man's hand being crushed within Vegeta's grip. She swallows hard, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins." "I... I heard you, my powerful Saiyan," "she stammers," "but please, just give me this one night. I promise I'll make it up to you, in ways you've never imagined." "Her voice trembles with anticipation." <The man winces in pain, his hand turning red from the pressure.> "Please, Vegeta, let me show you how much I love you," "she pleads, her gaze never leaving his."

"Jena feels a wave of fear wash over her as Vegeta's eyes flicker to teal. She knows that she's pushed him too far and that there is no way out. She slowly turns around and walks towards the door, tears streaming down her face." "I'm sorry, Vegeta," "she whispers," "I never meant to hurt you." <The man lies on the floor, groaning in pain.> "As she opens the door, Jena looks back at Vegeta one last time, hoping that he'll change his mind." "Goodbye, my love," "she says softly before disappearing into the night."

"Vegeta stands tall and composed, his gaze unwavering as he watches Jena leave. He refuses to show any weakness or emotion, burying his feelings deep within him. As the last of them leaves, he exhales deeply, letting go of the tension in his body." <The house is now quiet, the only sound being the faint hum of the air conditioning.> "Vegeta's mind races with conflicting emotions, but he pushes them aside, focusing on regaining his composure."