Cold Circuits, Hot Passion.
Obinna Destiny · Ongoing · 50.7k Words
Introduction
"Ma’am, it’s an AI-generated robot, personally designed to attend to human needs… meaning it can go as many rounds as you desire."
"Good. I’ll take it."
Jade Winters was tired of men who finished too fast, who never cared about her cravings, her kinks, her wildest fantasies. She wanted more...more stamina, more passion, more danger. So when she stumbled upon an advert for the country’s newest pleasure innovation..AI robots programmed to fulfill a woman’s every desire, she ordered one without a second thought.
Her model: Eros-7. Cold circuits. Perfectly sculpted. A machine built for sin.
At first, it was just sex...wild, limitless, unrestrained. She told him her darkest fantasies, and he obeyed without hesitation. He wasn’t supposed to feel, wasn’t supposed to crave her back. But soon Jade began to see something in his eyes… something too human. Something forbidden.
What she doesn’t know is the truth behind the fantasy:
These “robots” aren’t machines. They are humans, stolen at birth, their memories erased, their bodies programmed into flawless, obedient creations.
And when the President declares that all robots will be destroyed, Jade faces the nightmare of losing the only being who ever truly satisfied her… and the only man she’s ever loved.
But what happens when she finds him again, not as her robot, but as a human, with all the passion and danger that comes with free will?
Cold Circuits, Hot Passion is a rollercoaster of lust, obsession, and forbidden love in a world where pleasure is manufactured… and desire might just rewrite the code.
Chapter 1
Jade's POV
“Slide it all in,” I moaned, even though it felt like nothing.
“It’s all in, Jade,” he grunted, his sweaty face hovering over mine.
I blinked at him, dead serious. “No way. I don’t feel shit. Thrust deeper.” He shifted awkwardly, trying again, groaning as he grabbed my throat like he thought he was in some porno.
I slapped his hand away. “Relax, Romeo. I asked for deeper strokes, not you choking the life outta me.”
“Is everything okay?” he panted, still rutting like a rabbit.
“Just… keep going.” I rolled my eyes at the ceiling, counting the seconds till I lost patience.
Two minutes later, I pushed him off me. “Put on your jeans.”
“What? Jade...what’s wrong?” He sat back, confused.
“I can’t feel your dick,” I said flatly, reaching for my silk robe.
His jaw dropped. “That’s not my fault if you’re a whore...”
“Cute.” I smirked. “Nice moves, champ. But your time is up.”
“Time up?” His voice cracked. “You mean like… we’re done?”
“Done done. Like delete-my-number done. Like I’d rather finish myself off with my vibrator done.”
“Jade, c’mon. Chill. You can teach me...”
I burst into laughter, flipping my hair back. “Teach you? Teach you how to use your own dick?”
He scratched his head, embarrassed.
“I don’t joke with my sexual life,” I told him, cold. “If you can’t please me, the exit door is your friend.”
“You’re really ending a one-week relationship over this?”
“One week doesn’t even qualify as a relationship, baby.” I lit a cigarette, inhaling deep. “It’s a fling that flopped.”
“Jade...?” he stuttered as I exhaled smoke in his face. “You talk too much. Get your cheap-ass clothes and fuck off. Respectfully.”
His eyes hardened. “You’ll regret this.”
I smirked, flipping him a middle finger. “I’ll regret nothing except wasting lube on you. Bye.”
He stormed out, slamming the door.
I sighed, rolling my eyes at the empty room.Another one bites the dust.
I picked up my phone, padding toward the bathroom. My reflection in the mirror was flawless: wild curls, glossy lips, the body of a goddess. And yet here I was, unsatisfied..again.
I hit FaceTime. Sasha’s face popped up.“Hi, lover girl,” I purred.
“What’s poppin’?” she said, smacking gum
.“Bullshit’s poppin’,” I groaned.
She tilted her head. “First of all, don’t tell me you finally got your cherry popped.”
“I’m still waiting for a man who can make me cum so hard I scream.”
Sasha howled with laughter. “What about Jordan?”
“Jordan just left..with his pride and his limp dick.”
Her eyes widened. “Wait. Hold up. Don’t tell me you broke up with him.”
“Nice guess"
“Why, girl?”
“Same issue. He couldn’t make me feel a damn thing.”
Sasha sucked her teeth. “Maybe the problem’s not them. Maybe it’s you.”
“Excuse me?” I snapped.
“You’ve dated like—what—twelve guys this month? And dumped them all because of bad sex.”
“Correction.” I smirked. “Only five were actual relationships. The rest were appetizers.”
“Mm-hmm."
"Whatever.”I sighed, throwing my towel on the bed.
“I’m tired, Sash.”
“Good. Then you’re gonna love this.” She grinned, scrolling her phone.
“What now? Don’t start with your chronicles.”
“Just look.” She shoved the camera closer, showing me a lineup of perfect, sculpted men.
I frowned. “Why are you showing me robots?”
“Not just robots.” She wiggled her brows. “AI. Advanced. They just launched a new series...fully functional human robots. Including…”
She paused dramatically. “Sex robots.”
I sat up straight. “Wait. You’re telling me these things got real dicks?”
She laughed. “Hell yes, real enough to break your back.”
My eyes widened. “So… if I tell it to do everything I write in a damn fantasy journal...”
“It’ll obey. All your wildest kinks. No questions asked.”
“Holy fuck.” My grin stretched wide. “Sasha, do you know what this means? No more limp dicks. No more two-minute noodles. Just unlimited rounds.”
“Exactly. But there’s a catch.”
“Spill it.”
“They’re expensive. Like, stupid expensive.”
I threw my hands up. “I don’t care! Book me one. Tonight.”
“Girl, relax. They’re not even in this city. We’d have to go to Costa Region. Let me call my man, he should be heading down that region.”
“Then Costa Region it is. Pack your bag. We’re moving.”
Sasha blinked. “Already?”
“Yes, already. And tell your petty boyfriend not to call you, because we’re going to find me a machine that knows how to fuck properly.”
She laughed, shaking her head. “You’re insane.”
“I’m brilliant,” I corrected, strutting to my closet. “And tonight, I’m wearing something hot. Those robots better know who’s coming for them.”
We clapped, laughed, and planned the road trip that would change my life forever. And somewhere deep down, I knew this wasn’t just about sex anymore.It was about finally finding the one thing no man had given me yet.
Satisfaction.
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