Chapter 243: Petty Sophia
Adrian stood silently, gazing at Seraphina, who remained flushed after their heated exchange, as he gasped for breath.
Her cheeks were flushed, her piercing blue eyes glinting with a blend of affection, desire, and an uncharacteristic vulnerability.
Her fiery red hair, shimmering like molten lava, cascaded down her back in waves, framing her striking face.
Her blue eyes unwittingly glued towards the lower half of her man, and upon witnessing the bulge in the pant, she said,"I am happy that I am not the only one who seems to want more, my husband."
Seraphina’s lips parted slightly, and she reached up to unclasp the intricate brooch holding her robe together.
The fabric slid from her shoulders, revealing the smooth, pale expanse of her collarbone and the alluring curve of her shoulders.
Beneath, she wore a thin, sleeveless undergarment that clung to her form, accentuating her full figure.
The flickering firelight illuminated the soft swell of her chest as she moved closer to Adrian, her hands trembling ever so slightly.
"Adrian," she whispered, her voice low and husky, each word dripping with longing. "Every time I’m near you, I feel this swirl of emotions, which I had thought I could feel no more. I am thankful to have met you."
Before Adrian could respond, Seraphina put her finger in his lips and then she move her hands back, lightly grazed the hem of her undergarment.
In a bold motion, she pulled it down slightly, revealing more of her creamy skin and the upper curves of her chest.
Her face flushed deeper as she looked up at Adrian, her expression torn between shyness and an overwhelming need.
"Husband," she murmured, stepping even closer, "I want to feel good with you. I want to feel more emotions with you."
Adrian’s gaze softened as he watched her bare herself emotionally and physically before him.
His hand moved instinctively to cup her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek with a tenderness that contrasted the intensity of her plea.
“Seraphina,” he began, his voice a deep, velvety murmur, “you don’t know how much you mean to me. As long as you are happy, I will always accompany you.”
In response, she took his hand and, with a boldness that belied the vulnerability in her trembling movements, guided it to her chest.
Adrian’s fingers brushed against the warm, soft skin of her breast as Seraphina pressed his hand firmly against it.
“Feel my heartbeat,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “It’s yours, Adrian. It will always be yours.”
Adrian’s crimson eyes locked onto hers as he gently squeezed, earning a soft, breathless moan from her lips. The sound sent a jolt through him, igniting a fire that he had been carefully restraining.
He leaned in, his lips hovering just inches from hers, their breaths mingling as the tension crackled like the fire behind them.
Seraphina tilted her head back slightly, her eyes fluttering closed in anticipation.
Adrian’s free hand slid around her waist, firmly resting on her supple butt. His other hand, still on her chest, squeezed her breast carefully and cautiously.
Seraphina let out another soft moan, her hands clutching at his shoulders as if to anchor herself against the storm of sensations coursing through her.
Their lips met in a slow, searing kiss that deepened with each passing moment. Adrian’s tongue traced her lower lip, seeking entry, and Seraphina parted her lips eagerly, allowing him to explore.
Their tongues met in a heated dance, each movement conveying the emotions they couldn’t put into words.
Adrian’s hand squeezed her ass even harder as the passion and lust started taking over him. Seraphina’s nails dug lightly into his shoulders, her body arching into his touch.
The air between them grew thick with desire, and the crackling of the fire seemed to fade into the background.
As Adrian’s lips left hers to trail down her jawline and to the sensitive skin of her neck, Seraphina tilted her head to give him better access.
A soft gasp escaped her as his teeth grazed her collarbone, followed by a gentle kiss that sent shivers down her spine.
Just as Adrian’s hands began to explore further, and Seraphina’s body trembled with anticipation, the door to the room suddenly burst open with a loud bang.
Startled, they both froze, their heads snapping toward the intruder. Standing in the doorway was Sophia, her hands on her hips and a smug expression plastered across her face.
"I knew it!" she declared triumphantly, her voice ringing through the room. "When I saw everyone leave but not you, Aunt Seraphina, I had my suspicions. And look at you! I was right! You stayed behind just to have your way with Adrian!”
Adrian and Seraphina stared at her, wide-eyed and utterly dumbfounded. The air of intimacy they had been wrapped in shattered like glass, replaced by a mix of shock and exasperation.
“Sophia!” Seraphina snapped, her voice tinged with both embarrassment and irritation. “That’s not— I mean, it’s not what it looks like!”
Sophia raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms as she leaned against the doorframe. “Oh, please, Aunt. Don’t even try to deny it. The atmosphere was practically dripping with your intentions. But you know what? I’m not even mad. In fact, I’d say this is karma.”
“Karma?” Seraphina repeated, her eye twitching.
“Yes,” Sophia huffed, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “You stopped me from having my moment with Adrian yesterday. So, this? Consider it payback.”
Seraphina’s jaw clenched as her eye twitched again. “Petty,” she muttered under her breath, glaring at her niece.
Adrian, who had remained silent throughout the exchange, sighed heavily and released Seraphina from his hold. The mood was thoroughly ruined, and he had no intention of letting the situation escalate further.
“I’ll go arrange the manuals for you all,” he said, his tone even but laced with a hint of exasperation. Without another word, he turned and left the room, leaving the two women behind.
As the door closed behind him, Sophia shot a smug grin at Seraphina. “Guess I win this round,” she said, her tone dripping with mock triumph.
Seraphina’s lips curved into a smirk of her own as she crossed her arms.
“Oh, my dear niece, enjoy your little victory while you can. You’ve just made an enemy out of me. As a third-rank awakened, I’ll be keeping a close eye on you from now on to ensure you my cute little niece isn't led astray by my perverted nephew.”
Sophia’s eyes widened in alarm. “Aunt, that’s cheating! You can’t do that! It’s not fair!”
Seraphina merely chuckled, her smirk deepening as she turned away, leaving Sophia to fume in frustration.
Meanwhile, Adrian retreated to his private chambers, shutting the door behind him with a soft click. He exhaled slowly, rubbing his temples as he mentally called upon his system.
“System,” he said, his voice steady and resolute, “show me the best possible mana circulation manuals for my women, tailored to their respective classes and potential.”
A familiar voice echoed in his mind, calm and efficient.
“Host, the manuals have been arranged. The best available options have been curated based on each individual’s chosen class. Would you like a detailed breakdown?”
“Yes,” Adrian replied. “Provide me with the details.”
A series of glowing panels appeared in front of him, each displaying a different manual. The system had organized them neatly, assigning each manual to its intended recipient.
Adrian’s eyes scanned the information carefully.