Souzane had experienced the miracle of Aaron’s Divine Touch. Unabashedly, she admitted to the sensations that it triggered inside of her and made her want more of it.
She was happy that Aaron had kept his word to make her want it more than she truly did.
She was even more than happy that she was satisfied after so long.
As Aaron moved closer to her, she pulled her furry coat over her shoulder, covering her naked body and giggling like a teenage girl who had just received her first kiss.
Aaron paused. Not of his volition but because she put her arm forward, placing her hand over his chest.
The Demon King spared the hand on his chest a glance and then looked Souzane dead in the eyes.
The lady stood, caressing his chest and whispering moans into his ears in a bid to seduce him, but Aaron stood on one spot, only moving his eyes to follow Souzane’s movent as she slowly paced around him with her touches all over his body.
She moved to co to his front again and this ti, the feel of her palm was firr on his chest.
Souzane started to giggle, causing Aaron to raise his eyebrows in confusion. And as he observed her, he noticed the change in the expression on her face. Her eyes widened, and her teeth were bared at him like a wild animal’s.
"Shit!"
A magic circle appeared on his chest and expanded. Almost imdiately after this happened, Souzane struck the central circle of the formation, generating a trendous force that pushed Aaron backwards.
Aaron flew back and struck the main door of his clinic but even that did not break his fall as he carried the door along with him, yanking the edges from the wall where they were attached.
His body ca waltzing through the main door of his clinic, and the sight and sound of such an impact distracted Elsa’s thought pattern and forced her to look onward, only to see her master flying through the air.
Elsa rose to her feet imdiately.
"Master?" she blurted out, shocked by the sudden arrival of Aaron who she had assud was having a nice ti inside the clinic.
However, what she just saw made her think quite the opposite and sohow, she felt happy about it inside. She realised herself sooner and shook her head, fixing her mind on what was happening before her eyes.
She moved a few steps towards Aaron and at the sa mont, Souzane appeared. She stepped out of the clinic with a long, thick tal rod resting on her shoulder.
She walked until she was out of the shade of the building and under direct sunlight.
Turning toward Elsa, she smiled at the redhead, causing her to gulp and instinctively retreat back two steps.
Souzane’s presence intimidated Elsa from the start because she looked quite manly and less friendly. With just a few minor adjustnts, Souzane could have easily passed for a man in her eyes.
anwhile, Aaron sighed and quickly sat up from the ground.
"What the fuck is your problem now?" he asked, "Weren’t you satisfied?"
Souzane laughed. "That was the best experience I’ve had in a while!" she declared loudly.
Elsa felt a hamr fall on her heart and she lowered her head in frustration. She could only hear two statents out of whatever they had said: ’satisfied’ and ’best experience’.
"Did they really do it?" she questioned herself, no longer sure what exactly to believe.
On second thought, she had hope as she believed that two people who had just been intimate with each other shouldn’t be fighting.
"Then what is it?" Aaron asked again as he stood on his feet, dusting his clothes.
"You can’t pay?"
He scoffed, muttering sothing later on. "Should have said that from the start."
Souzane grinned. "So you really don’t know, huh?"
Aaron sighed and rolled his eyes. "Ah shit, here we go again. So life history talks that I didn’t ask for."
Souzane walked forward again. This ti, Aaron was conscious of her movents and ready to counter whichever way she ca.
"You beat my little brother to a pulp, pretty face. And you know you have to pay for that," she said, putting the rod in front of her.
Aaron was thinking long and hard, trying to make sense of what she was saying.
Her brother?
He didn’t even know who she was, much less her little brother.
"Who the hell is your brother?" he asked with a confused look.
Souzane froze. "Huh?"
She didn’t believe his question and was evidently surprised that he really didn’t know.
"My brother is Muzane!" she yelled, "And together, we are the—"
Aaron cut her short. "Who’s Muzane?"
The corners of Souzane’s eyes twitched and her nerves popped. Aaron didn’t care what she was blabbing about and it ticked her off.
Aaron scratched his neck and with a nonchalant look on his face, he said, "The only person I rember beating up was so guy whose breath nearly drained the life out of everyone in this village. If that’s your little brother then..."
He paused and sighed. "You have a lot of work to do on him."
"Mu...zane," Souzane muttered. "How dare you!"
Souzane spun her rod in the air many tis and in many ways, ready to te so punishnt on Aaron and have him learn from his mistakes.
Aaron sighed again. "You really don’t have—"
SWOOSH!
As he was still speaking, the forceful swing of the tal rod ca hamring down with his head as the target. However, he was quick to dodge, allowing the weapon to miss and strike the ground.
"You really want to do this?" he asked Souzane while stepping away. "Your brother was an asshole and I’m sure you know that."
Aaron continued to effortlessly dodge her strikes while speaking and this made Souzane angrier by the second.
As he continued to bash Muzane with his words, it hit him. A realisation hit him hard.
"Unless..." he said, stopping in his tracks, "you sent him here."
Souzane stopped and struck the bottom of her rod on the ground.
Aaron pointed at her. "You’re the real leader, aren’t you?"
Souzane smiled.
anwhile, Elsa shuddered at what she had just heard, the mories of those bandits flashing back in her mind.
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