[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-billionaire-cashback-system-i-can-t-go-broke":3,"chapter-billionaire-cashback-system-i-can-t-go-broke-billionaire-cashback-system-i-can-t-go-broke-chapter-96":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Billionaire Cashback System: I Can't Go Broke!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1621555,2091,"Chapter 96: Swallowing Pride***","billionaire-cashback-system-i-can-t-go-broke-chapter-96",96,"\u003Cp>The vibrations of Zara’s orgasm milked Ryan with a crushing, rhythmic pressure, dragging him dangerously close to the edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her core clamped down like a vice, her thighs squeezing his ribs so hard the breath rushed out of his lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gritted his teeth, his jaw locking. He couldn’t finish yet. He wanted the absolute, total dismantling of her pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped moving, holding perfectly still while the aftershocks racked her frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zara sobbed against the freezing glass, her forehead resting against the condensation her own breath had created. She was completely spent, her muscles turning to water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan loosened his grip on her thighs. She slid down the glass, her bare feet hitting the carpet with a soft thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her knees immediately buckled. She would have collapsed entirely if Ryan hadn’t kept a fist tangled in her hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood over her, his chest heaving, his cock jutting out, thick, slick, and violently hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Down,\" he ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zara blinked up at him, her dark eyes confused, swimming in the haze of post-orgasmic exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan tugged her hair, pulling her gaze directly to his groin. \"On your knees.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The command bypassed her exhausted brain and wired straight into her newly awakened submissive instincts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New York’s highest-paid face dropped to the carpet without a word of protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plush rug scraped against her bare knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue silk dress hung off her body in ruined, sweat-soaked wrinkles, the straps dangling uselessly around her elbows. She knelt in front of him, staring at the thick, throbbing length of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want to know how the others do it?\" Ryan murmured, his voice a dark, velvet scrape in the quiet suite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped closer, the tip of his cock brushing her swollen, saliva-slicked lips. \"You want to know why they get my attention?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zara’s breath hitched. Her hands hovered uselessly in the air before settling on his thighs, gripping the fabric of his slacks to anchor herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Open,\" Ryan demanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She parted her lips, and Ryan guided himself in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heat of her mouth was a stark, immediate contrast to the freezing glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took him clumsily at first, her teeth grazing the sensitive ridge, but the sharp hiss that escaped Ryan’s lips made her adjust instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She curled her lips over her teeth, flattening her tongue, and took him deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My assistant doesn’t hesitate,\" Ryan said, looking down at her. He placed a heavy hand on the back of her head, locking his fingers in her hair. \"She drops to her knees the second I look at her. She opens her throat and takes every inch without gagging.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The comparison hit Zara like a live wire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kink flared, a dark, venomous surge of competitive jealousy incinerating her exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pushed forward, swallowing him deeper. Her nose brushed his stomach. She forced her throat to relax, taking him past the natural barrier, a soft, muffled gag vibrating against his shaft before she suppressed it entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s it,\" Ryan praised, his hips rolling forward in slow, deliberate thrusts. \"Show me you can keep up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zara’s eyes watered. A stray tear leaked down her cheek, but she didn’t stop. She bobbed her head, establishing a frantic, sloppy rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sucked hard on the upstroke, her cheeks hollowing out, creating a vacuum that dragged a heavy groan from Ryan’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She used her hands, wrapping her fingers around the base, twisting and pulling in tandem with her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t the practiced, flawless technique of someone who had done it a hundred times, but the sheer, desperate enthusiasm—the frantic need to prove her worth, to outdo a woman she had never even met—made it lethally effective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan rasped, his thrusts accelerating, pushing past her lips to hit the back of her throat with heavy, blunt force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zara moaned around him, a wet, filthy sound. She sucked harder, her tongue swirling around the sensitive frenulum, her nails biting into his thighs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was competing with ghosts. She was fighting for territory in a hierarchy she hadn’t even known existed three hours ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pristine supermodel was kneeling on the floor of a luxury box, choking on his cock, completely desperate for his approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan’s control shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure coiled at the base of his spine snapped, a white-hot flood of pure, agonizing heat rushing upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Swallow it,\" Ryan growled, his fingers tightening in her hair, holding her head firmly in place. \"Take every fucking drop.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drove his hips forward, burying himself entirely in her mouth, and erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zara’s eyes flew wide behind her dark lashes. The thick, hot pulse hit the back of her throat with bruising force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She choked, a reflexive gag attempting to reject the sudden, heavy flood, but Ryan held her head rigid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Swallow,\" he commanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She closed her eyes, her throat working convulsively. She swallowed. Then again. Drinking down the heavy, viscous load as he pumped the last remaining drops into her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan held her there for a long, heavy moment, his chest heaving, the adrenaline slowly draining from his system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The muffled, chaotic noise of the stadium below slowly filtered back into his awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally loosened his grip on her hair and took a step back, slipping free from her lips with a slick, wet pop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zara slumped back onto her heels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chest was heaving, the ruined silk dress clinging to her sweat-soaked skin. Her lipstick was entirely gone, her mouth swollen and shining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin, viscous string of saliva and semen coated her bottom lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked up at him, her dark eyes dazed, her breathing ragged. She ran her tongue over her lips, cleaning the mess, and swallowed audibly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did I...\" she started, her voice a wrecked, scratchy whisper. She cleared her throat, looking up at him with a desperate, naked vulnerability. \"Was I better than them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan looked down at her. He looked at the wreckage of the icon, kneeling on the carpet, asking for a grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t give her the satisfaction of a clean victory. The power lay in the imbalance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached down, brushing his thumb across her cheek, wiping away a smear of mascara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re learning,\" Ryan said quietly, a slow, dark smile curving his mouth. \"You’ll get there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zara let out a shaky breath, closing her eyes, her body trembling with a mix of exhaustion and the lingering, addictive sting of the degradation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan turned away, walking back toward the mahogany bar to grab his discarded shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he buttoned the crisp white cotton over his bruised ribs, the cold reality of the world outside the glass box began to bleed back into his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had dismantled the untouchable Zara Osei. He had pushed his Power and Reputation stats higher, bleeding the System for every drop of leverage it offered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the clock was still ticking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The image of the Italian man with the cigar flashed behind his eyes. The matte-black submachine guns. The steel briefcase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zara was sitting on the floor, fixing her dress, preparing to reconstruct her armor before they walked back out into the flashing cameras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no idea that her reputation, and the very video that would destroy it all were currently sitting in a mafia stronghold downtown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan poured a fresh glass of bourbon, the ice clinking loudly in the silent room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He downed it in one swallow, the burn grounding him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The game in the arena below was ending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan’s was just beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>",1242,"2026-06-06T10:45:06.292Z",1,"novelbin.me","8e65bb347aa18c0462728550f9156d05ef6a26a774da5f3c802fe07049759a78","billionaire-cashback-system-i-can-t-go-broke-chapter-97","billionaire-cashback-system-i-can-t-go-broke-chapter-95",161,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbillionaire-cashback-system-i-can-t-go-broke-cover.jpg"]