NOVEL Desire Dominion: Every Woman Has A Weakness. He Is Theirs Chapter 18 - 95% Desire Level: Ready to Break in Front of Ten Thousand Women

Desire Dominion: Every Woman Has A Weakness. He Is Theirs

Chapter 18 - 95% Desire Level: Ready to Break in Front of Ten Thousand Women
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Chapter 18: 95% Desire Level: Ready to Break in Front of Ten Thousand Women

As the first light of Friday morning stretched through the skies of Aethermoor, every tower remained empty, including those of the security guards keeping watch of the Academy’s gate.

Sweet-scented air drifted across the Grand Arena of the Sovereign Academy while its seats remained occupied.

Ten thousand female students and noble women from across the capital and the sub-capitals all sat in the circular stone bleachers.

Clapping and clattering sounds echoed and blasted all the gray moving clouds away and made only the crystal-blue sky shine on the stone ground at the center.

Cheering sounds floated upward when Clara Fontaine walked toward the center of the sand-covered arena. Her silver platemail gleamed like a clean mirror while her longsword glowed with an unbreakable essence of power.

’Why is he not here yet?’ She turned multiple times and glanced at the iron gate with a slightly frustrated, pale face and eyes that had bloodshot under them.

Mable and the other three followers of Clara remained seated among the junior section of the audience, wearing flashy dresses that set them apart from all other students.

Mable stood up and gave Clara a thumbs up, then directed her eyes to the heavy iron gates shimmering at a far distance away from Clara. "She will finish that trash the moment he is allowed to set foot on the arena."

Stone clicking sounds echoed as Lilith Orin, wearing her white Saintess robes, walked toward the side of the five senior judges.

Lyra Ashveil also followed and took her seat beside the Saintess, wearing her own midnight-blue combat armor meant for Battle Mages.

The two ladies looked at each other and tracked each other’s expressions at the same rhythm, yet didn’t say a single word; they did not even greet each other.

Tiny green leaves waved under the heavy iron gate as its pillars got raised. A gust of wind blasted out and fogged the arena when the mechanical clicks of the door echoed like a welcome hum.

Levi Sirius moved like a king going to meet his slave, placing soft steps on the ground. His hands remained locked in the pockets of his trousers while a whistling sound followed him.

Countless students’ faces flashed with a mixture of deep hatred and confusion when they saw Levi’s face through the slowly clearing fog.

Mimi’s eyes glowed with extreme joy and she smiled when she saw the way Levi’s waist was moving. ’Aww... finish her so I can come pack my things and come to you.’

She placed her elbows on the concrete slab in front of her and cupped her face in her palms, while her purple eyes widened with uncontrolled desire.

Sharp air flew from a far distance away from Mimi when Mia’s focus snapped from Mimi to Levi. "I will surely go and kill him if he manages to win against the top freshman."

Her face flashed with deep anger that caused all her facial veins to appear.

Just as the dust fog cleared, Levi also stopped beside Clara and waved at her. "Hi."

He moved ten paces away from Clara when the lady raised her sword and swiped it toward his direction. "Can’t I greet you before you come crawling to me?"

He looked away from her and focused on the VIP pavilion section. ’See how my two lovely future wives are seated like sisters.’

An adorable smile tore across Levi’s face when he saw Lyra and the Saintess sitting close to each other.

One of the judges’ heads snapped forward when she noticed Clara’s opponent wasn’t wielding any sword. "He doesn’t even have a sword. Is he insane? Clara is the top freshman mage! How would he win?"

Saintess Lilith turned toward the covered-faced judge and shook her head once. "He doesn’t need one."

The curious judge locked her attention back onto the arena and placed her full focus on Levi, as if trying to see through him.

Levi watched every face in the audience. From chubby, skinny, bony, hairy, sweet, ripping, and pale faces, then he cracked his neck. ’Well, I’ve got a full job to do if I really want to continue on becoming the Sovereign.’

He lowered his eyes to his palms, at Clara, then back at his palms. ’Damn. There is no if... I will become the first male Sovereign in this place and all other places or realms women are heading. Even if I have to pass through the deepest and darkest part, I will.’

Just as he shifted his full focus to Clara, the blue panel reeled before him.

[Target: Clara Fontaine.]

[Current Status: Absolute Fixation.]

[Her Curiosity Attraction has reached the breaking point.]

[Desire Level: 95%]

[She is completely ready to break.]

’Let’s see how she reacts to my cock when I win against her and take her right in front of everyone.’ A bone-crackling sound echoed as Levi straightened the fingers of his left arm.

Just as Clara narrowed her gaze at his hand, she frowned, but her mind reminisced back to Levi’s last statement.

"I look forward to fighting you with these fingers, Clara."

She closed her eyes and forced her mind to flash out those words, but they kept bouncing in her whenever her gaze flickered on his moving digits.

She wrapped her arms on the hilt of her sword and fixed her eyes on Levi’s unintrigued face. "You showed up."

Levi’s eyes remained locked on Clara’s for a moment, then he winked. "I don’t like letting beautiful ladies like you keep waiting." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

He relaxed his shoulders when he saw the burning rate slowly crawling on Clara’s face. ’Did that make her desire level increase, or is she just pretending?’

Clara inhaled sharply. She raised her glowing longsword and pointed it toward Levi’s throat. "Today, I will strip away that arrogant mask of yours, Levi."

Levi’s eyebrow narrowed as he nodded with charming eyes.

Clara’s hair flapped at her side, followed by the dangling of her covered breasts, when she slammed her right foot on the ground. "I will prove to everyone that you are just a stolen core inside a slave’s body."

"Well, you can try." Levi raised his right arm and pointed two fingers at her like a gun. "Pow!"

He brought his hand closer to his face and kissed his fingertips. "You see, I didn’t bring a weapon. I will do as I promised earlier."

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