An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Aurora’s eyes were icy, and her expression was hostile. Bill had gone from flirting to harassment, and it was making her sick. She wouldn’t hesitate to teach him a lesson if he kept pushing.

“You’re not going to be polite, huh?” he sneered.

With a menacing grin, he added, What’s the matter? You want to have a long, wild night with me in bed? I’m more than happy to arrange that.”

“Bastard! You’re asking for trouble!” she fumed, grabbing the skewers on the table and throwing them at him.

The skewers flew toward his arms from both sides with a sharp whoosh. Aurora was halfway to becoming a grandmaster, so she threw them with bullet-like force.

Bill merely sneered and casually waved his hand. A powerful gust of wind surged forth and deflected the skewers. They flew into a pillar 15 feet away and embedded just under an inch deep into the wood.

“Hmm?” Aurora frowned, and her expression turned serious.

She had gone all out in her previous attack and aimed to cripple him as a punishment. But she hadn’t expected him to be a skilled expert and deflected her attack effortlessly.

“You’re quite the character, miss. You’ve caught my interest. If you come with me and behave, I might let you and your friends go. Otherwise, everyone here is as good as dead.” Bill smiled sinisterly.

He loved fiery women like Aurora, and her defiance only fueled his desire to conquer her.

darkened, and her eyes flashed

forward like a leopard. In a heartbeat, she was

her blades toward Bill’s lower back, but he smirked and didn’t dodge. Suddenly, his pale hands grabbed her

overestimating yourself!” She turned her blades mid-swing and changed her attack from a

when her blades hit his palm, they rang out with a sharp clang as

“Hmm?” Aurora’s expression changed.

cut through iron, it seemed. impossible for anyone below the

You should be honored to sleep with me,” Bill taunted. His grip slowly

bending was alarming. The sheer force of his grip made her shudder. Who was this guy?

His hand darted toward her neck with

his movements were too swift. Just as he was about to grab her, a sharp whistle pierced the air. A skewer shot out and impaled Bill’s hand. The

frowned at the skewer sticking out of his palm. He looked up and locked eyes with Fenley, who stared back with a frosty

with the skewer was

you’ll leave now. Otherwise, you’ll have to deal with the

dared to mess with Aurora in front of him. If Fenley hadn’t been at the Sacred Wyrm Summit, he would have already dealt with Bill, who would be

expert. This is getting interesting.” Bill chuckled

more unnerving was how his wound began to heal right before everyone’s eyes, the gash disappearing