Isabella was so shocked that no words escaped her mouth for an entire minute. The ribbon of mystical energy that propped her up like a Barbie doll was incredibly strong and invasive, but she could perceive Tyler's signature on it—his smoldering intensity, his musky fragrance, and his warm touch.It's as if Tyler was touching her all over, but she didn't feel violated at all. It was an ethereal experience. The beauty's heart fluttered, and she felt odd between her legs."Please put me down," she pleaded. "I'm getting nauseous…"Tyler let her down on the grass slowly and carefully before retracting his mystical energy ribbons. "Now, do you believe me?" he asked with a smirk.Isabella took a deep breath, trying to internalize the revelation that the supernatural was real. "What's not to believe? You literally made me levitate in the air!"She had many questions, but the first was an adolescent one: "Can you fly?"The young man went into reflection as if browsing through his powers. "I'm
Isabella’s body collided with Tyler’s, and his powerful arms grabbed her waist. It almost knocked the wind out of her. Why did he have to be so rough?Her question was answered shortly after when the spring water bubbled all over and developed turbulence. Within a minute, the water raged. It was as if Isabella was in the middle of a whirlpool. Tyler, who stayed immovable like a rock, held onto her. He was the only anchor without whom she would be swept away.Isabella clung closer to Tyler. Her soft breasts pressed against his muscular chest, and she almost let out a groan. The beauty mounted him, wrapping her legs around his waist, the back of her thighs and buttocks resting on his powerful legs.Isabella’s heart was racing. She wound her arms around Tyler, buried her head in his chest, and listened to his heartbeat. Surprisingly, it was pretty steady.The intimacy with Isabella made something stir within Tyler. He was beginning to feel aroused, but this was not the time for such feel
Tyler returned home early in the morning to find Hugh and Ruth waiting for him outside the house. Isabella’s parents had joined them, too. In fact, a crowd had gathered outside the Grant residence, mainly including nosy neighbors. It was as if something unfortunate had happened.As Tyler and Isabella rolled into the driveway, the crowd surrounded them.“What took you so long?” Mrs. Green asked her daughter sternly, grabbing the girl by her arm. “Where were you last night?”“Tyler, tell me what’s going on?” Ruth asked her son. “We’ve been calling you both since yesterday evening, but there was no answer!”Unable to contact Tyler or Isabella, both mothers had sought the help of neighbors and others to find them. They were also about to file a missing persons report.The nosy neighbors scoffed at Tyler and Isabella and began voicing their own theories about the duo’s disappearance.“Youngsters these days! They have neither shame nor guilt!”“Anybody can guess what adventures they had aft
Tyler struggled with conflicting emotions for a few moments. Should he go out looking for Yara? Was it worth it even though she left on her own accord? The answer was a resounding yes. Tyler wasted no more time. He showered and dressed up quickly to set out in search of Yara. In those few moments, the young man tried to reason with himself. He had very exalted life goals like reaching the peak of his cultivation, becoming the strongest on earth, and ascending to the throne of the Seraphim King. It was a responsibility Butch Salvatore thrust on his shoulders. The Tyler who entered prison was a defeated nobody and would've probably withered away. Butch gave him power, purpose, and predestination. His life no longer belonged to himself and his compulsions. Therefore, individuals looked like stepping stones to him on the stairs that destiny cut out for him. Even though most human beings meant little to Tyler in the overarching scheme of things, he had a moral compass. He couldn't be in
"You!" Yara growled, gradually stepping back. "What devilry are you cooking here? Did you usurp my parents' restaurant? How dare you!" Ricardo cackled and imitated a baby crying. "Oooh… I drove the little girl to tears! Yeah, I took everything from your daddy and mommy and left them alive to give you the message. I can't believe it took you so long!" The young woman shook her head incredulously. She thought Ricardo's confrontation with Tyler had scared him straight. But the despicable villain had only changed address and built another lair elsewhere. People, regardless of the punishments they receive, don't change so easily. "Do you think you can get away with this crime? I'll make you pay!" The fat man threw up his arms sarcastically. "Oh, I am so scared of little Yara Mathews! She'll beat me up with her dainty fists and choke me into submission. My legs are trembling in fear!" Yara turned to her friend urgently. "Julia! Come with me! Let's get away from this monster! I'm sure th
Yara’s throat suddenly became dry, and she felt dizzy. What did Ricardo just say? Did she hear him right? Was he auctioning an intimate night with her to strangers? That was ridiculous! How lawless could the man be? “I won’t do it…” she murmured to Ricardo angrily. “How dare you try to sell me? Am I a commodity?” The fatso threw a look of disgust at her. “Fucking cunt! You will do exactly as I say! You will be my sex slave until I have recovered my losses! Or else…!” Ricardo pointed towards the side stage, where his guard held a sharp dagger to Julia’s neck. “If you as much as shake your head in disagreement, my guy will open another mouth on your friend’s neck! Is that clear?” Yara’s eyes welled with tears seeing Julia’s plight. The poor girl fell into the villain’s trap only because she worked at Mathews Munchies restaurant. Yara felt partly responsible for the predicament. She steeled herself, faced Ricardo, and nodded reluctantly. The fatso cackled in satisfaction. “That’
Ricardo's eyes widened in surprise. Did he hear the stranger right? Was the guy really from the Hilton family? How could it be confirmed to be true? On one hand, it was essential to fact-check such a tall claim. On the other, it would be rude to ask for proof. The last thing Ricardo wanted to do was offend someone from the mighty Hilton family. The fatso racked his brain and quickly took out his phone. The Hiltons were so wealthy they were practically considered royalty. Therefore, fans posted the family tree online along with pictures. Ricardo breathed a sigh of relief. The young stranger's appearance did match with someone in the generational tree. Pine Hilton, a youngster from a side branch, had recently become the head of the branch after his father's demise. It was unbelievable but true! A branch head of the wealthiest family in the state was at his pub! That would explain the five hundred grand bid. None of the usual customers had that much disposable income. Ricardo be
Yara pulled up her T-shirt slowly and reluctantly. She hoped that if she could delay even for a while, somebody would come to rescue her. But her expectations seemed unfounded.Yara's flawless waist and navel came into view first. An ordinary man would be aroused with even this much exposure. She was such a natural, exotic beauty.Pine Hilton was upon the girl in an instant. His hands grabbed her wrists firmly. Yara let go of her T-shirt in shock. She froze in her place, unable to speak or move.The young Hilton chuckled. "This is your first time with a man, huh?"He extended a hand and tried to touch her cheek. She cringed at his approach."You're mine," Pine said sternly. "I won't let anybody else touch you."Yara raised her eyes, confused by the strange choice of words. Did the young Hilton think he owned her forever? Or did he plan to purchase her from Ricardo for good? Considering his financial background and compulsive attitude, it didn't seem impossible.Pine tried to touch her