First Person POV - Liam
"Thank you so much for saving ." That was the first thing Clara said when we finally saw each other again after everything that had happened.
After I saved Clara, for several reasons, I ended up spending seven days unable to do anything that didn’t involve sex. Because of that, naturally, I didn’t et with Clara during that ti.
Helena even tried to co up with an excuse for my absence, but Clara was a journalist; her job was to uncover the truth. On top of that, she had been investigating Aeris for a long ti, so she already had so suspicions about the supernatural.
In the end, Helena confessed to that she had to tell Clara everything. That’s why I was expecting her to bring up the subject when we finally t again, but that wasn’t the case.
"It’s fine," I replied softly. "Just... Please, don’t get involved in dangerous things without telling first." My voice carried the weight of a plea, "I don’t want to see you getting hurt again."
My heart wouldn’t be able to handle it if that woman put herself in danger again.
"I’ll try to keep that in mind," she said, though her tone gave little reassurance.
I could only sigh at her words.
"Then, about the last few days..." Clara began, shifting the subject, though the words seed to catch in her throat.
She looked down, her warm brown skin now tinted with the red hue of embarrassnt. Her fingers fidgeted nervously, while her gaze wandered aimlessly.
I could have said sothing, but watching her struggle with embarrassnt was just too cute.
"I’ve already told Helna... I won’t publish anything about what happened. I promise, you don’t have to worry about it."
Honestly, it hadn’t even crossed my mind that she might actually publish sothing about it.
Still, it was a relief to know everything would remain a secret.
I had no issue with people knowing about the harem, but anything beyond that would have been a serious problem.
Anyway, after that, another silence ford. Clara seed unsure of where to take the conversation from there.
"ow!" And it was at that mont that Laila interrupted us, jumping onto my lap.
She rubbed her face against my chest, demanding affection. She was especially clingy because it had been a long ti since we’d seen each other.
It was a relief to see that the cat had also co out unscathed from all that ss.
Clara watched with a smile on her face as I petted the little animal. But soon the cat got tired of and jumped back onto Clara’s lap.
"Looks like she likes you more than ," I complained in a playful tone.
"Probably because you hardly ever visit her," Clara comnted.
"Sorry about that," I sighed. "Now that things are calr, I’ll start taking care of the girl again."
"So you’re going to steal her from ," Clara complained, holding Laila firmly and pressing her against her chest in a tight hug.
The cat didn’t like being squeezed, so she owed, asking to be let go. Noticing what she’d done, Clara released her, apologizing softly.
And Laila quickly fled, lying down on the floor near both of us.
"Hmm... now she doesn’t like either," Clara pouted and comnted in a whiny tone.
"You just need to give her a treat, and the cat will forgive you," I revealed my secret technique.
"Don’t do that. It’s because you act like that that Laila got so spoiled!" Clara complained in a cute tone.
"Okay, okay," I raised my hands in surrender. "I won’t do it anymore, I promise."
"But you’re still going to take the cat from ," she complained, pouting.
I didn’t expect Clara to get so attached to Laila. That said, more than a problem, that was a good opportunity.
"Well, we built a whole playground for her." I took my phone out of my pocket and showed all the space that had been built for Laila.
Seeing this, Clara seed to have an internal debate. "I want to keep her so much, but..." she murmured and looked at the cat. "She’s going to have so much fun if she has all that space and toys..."
"If you want, you can keep taking care of Laila. Just co live with ," I offered with a charming smile.
For a mont, the girl’s eyes sparkled, and it seed like she would accept right away. However, soon after, her cheeks flushed as she thought about the implications of what I was saying.
"Don’t tease like that," she comnted quietly.
"And how am I teasing you?" I asked, feigning ignorance, an innocent smile forming on my lips.
"Well... It’s that.... Helena told that only the harem will live in that area and..."
I smiled and approached the girl, pressing her body against the wall.
With our bodies so close, I could feel the heat radiating from her body. I could almost hear the accelerated beats of her heart.
With a smooth and deliberate movent, I brought my hand to the girl’s face. Then, I gently forced her chin up, making her look in the eyes.
"Clara, I love you," I whispered softly in her ear. "Please, beco my woman."
She blushed and hesitated for a mont, wondering if I was really serious. So I reaffird my intentions once more, this ti getting close enough that our lips were practically touching.
"You’re beautiful..." I comnted with a sigh before closing the distance between our lips.
She didn’t resist; on the contrary, she gave in to the kiss, accepting my declaration.
For a few monts, the outside world ceased to exist; the only sound was our panting, exchanged breaths.
My hands, which had been on her face, descended to her waist, pulling her even closer until there was no space for anything else between us.
When we separated, breathless, our foreheads touched. Her eyes were closed, her lips swollen and red from our fervor.
"Clara," I whispered. "Do you want to continue?"
She opened her eyes. They no longer held hesitation, filled with passion. Her smile was shy, but her eyes were bold.
"Make your woman, my hero."
I didn’t hesitate for even a mont, pulling her into another kiss.
And soon we had already taken off our clothes, the heat of passion consuming us in that instant.
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