Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

She turned fully to face him, her expression unreadable, though her violet eyes sparkled with a hint of amusement. "Pyris," she replied, her tone cool but not unfriendly. "You seem... more focused today."

Pyris smirked. "I've been thinking about our last encounter in the Grove. I was wondering if you'd like to train together again."

Selene raised an eyebrow, her expression shifting slightly. "Train together?"

"I've been honing my skills with some... rather powerful, people, you know... women," Pyris said, a sly smile playing on his lips. "But I think it's time to broaden my horizon. You're one of the few at the academy who can keep up with me."

Selene was silent for a moment, studying him closely. She could feel his confidence, his power, and perhaps something more lurking beneath the surface—something darker and more driven than what he showed others.

"And what do you hope to gain from this, Pyris?" she asked, her tone challenging.

Pyris's smirk deepened. "Let's call it mutual benefit. I'll learn from you, and you'll learn from me. Simple."

Selene tilted her head slightly, her gaze never leaving his. "And when do you plan on this... training?"

"Tomorrow," Pyris said without hesitation. "At the Grove."

Selene considered him for a moment longer, then gave a slight nod. "Very well. Tomorrow it is."

As she turned to leave, Pyris watched her go, his heart quickening with anticipation. He could feel it—the pull of something far more complex than mere training. His dragon instincts told him that getting closer to Selene was more than just a challenge; it was an opportunity.

["You're playing a dangerous game, Pyris,"] Lia said softly in his mind. ["But I think I'll like the outcome. Selene is powerful. If you can get to her heart, you'll have another formidable ally—and lover."]

Pyris's eyes gleamed with excitement as he turned away, heading back to his room to prepare for the next day's training.

"I'll use this opportunity to get into her heart," Pyris whispered to himself, his mind buzzing with anticipation. This training wouldn't just be about honing his powers. It would be the first step in claiming Selene for himself.

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The early morning at the academy unfolded smoothly, with Pyris walking through the empty halls. The day already had a different energy to it—one that promised fruitful encounters. Alera followed by his side, as they moved toward their next class.

As they approached the classroom, Pyris's gaze fell on a familiar figure sitting alone.

It was Valarie.

The vampire princess sat near the window, her gaze distant, lost in thought. Pyris paused, feeling the pull of old memories. Their relationship had been a complicated web of lust, mistakes, and missed opportunities. He recalled how she had tried to blackmail him on his first day which was partly his mistake, leading to their unexpected time together.

Her brother, Ragna, had even challenged him to a fight and the message she accidentally sent to his mother led to unexpected results—Pyris being made the CEO of Obsidian Tech.

Valarie had since pulled away, the fallout between their families widening the gap between them. But now, seeing her here, something stirred within Pyris.

"Val," he called out, his voice soft yet commanding.

Valarie's heart skipped a beat as she turned to face him. The fierce look that usually defined Pyris softened as his eyes met hers. She hesitated for a moment, her internal struggle clear. But finally, she gave in, her voice barely above a whisper as she replied, "Pyris."

The air between them was thick with unspoken words, but Pyris broke the silence. "I've learned a lot since then... about what happened, why my mother suddenly gave me control of the company." He paused, stepping closer. "I don't know if I should thank you or what, but I want you to know you don't need to feel burdened by what happened."

Valarie's eyes widened slightly. She had always feared that her actions—sending that message to his mother by mistake—had strained whatever connection they had. But now, hearing his words, she felt a weight lift off her shoulders.

"I never meant for things to get so... complicated," Valarie admitted, her voice tinged with guilt.

Pyris gave her a small, reassuring smile. "I don't blame you. What happened wasn't ideal, but in a way, it set things into motion. I'm running the company now because of it, and I've gained a lot from that."

Valarie blinked, surprised. "So... you're not mad?"

"Not at all," Pyris said softly. "And I don't want you to feel like you have to keep your distance because of it. Things are complicated between our families, but that doesn't mean they have to be complicated between us."

The tension between them eased slightly. Pyris could see the walls Valarie had built beginning to crumble, if only just a little. It wasn't the full repair of their relationship, but it was a start—a first step toward something more harmonious.

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As the bell rang for lunch break, Pyris felt the morning had gone smoothly. His conversation with Valarie had lifted some of the weight that lingered between them, and for now, that was enough.

He left the classroom with Alera at his side, heading toward the cafeteria, but as they turned the corner, Pyris's senses tingled. A familiar energy washed over him, one that made him pause in his tracks.

His eyes narrowed as he scanned the room.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

There, standing by the windows, was the mysterious teacher he had met before.

Her presence was undeniable, radiating authority and an enigmatic aura that made her stand out among the rest. She was beautiful, yes, but there was something more about her—something powerful.

Pyris's instincts sharpened as he approached her, Alera trailing silently behind.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world seemed to narrow to just the two of them.

"Pyris," the teacher said, her voice soft but filled with an unspoken knowing. "It's been a while."

Pyris's gaze lingered on her face, his curiosity burning even brighter than before. "I didn't expect to see you here." Continue your journey on empire

She smiled faintly. "I tend to appear when I'm least expected."

The tension between them was palpable, a subtle dance of intrigue and power. Pyris had felt this pull before, but now, it was more intense—more personal. He had questions, but more than that, he had a growing desire to understand who she truly was.

"I never got your name, okay I admit, I don't remember," Pyris said, his voice steady as he moved closer.

Her smile widened slightly, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Names are overrated, don't you think?"

Pyris chuckled, though his eyes never left hers. "Maybe. But they're useful."

She studied him for a moment, as if weighing something in her mind. Then, with a soft sigh, she said, "You can call me Arabelle."

["Pyris, be careful,"] Lia's voice whispered in his head. ["She's dangerous. Strong. I still can't get a proper read on her, but she's no ordinary teacher."]

Pyris's mind raced, but outwardly, he remained calm. He had known from their first encounter that Arabelle wasn't just any instructor at the academy. There was an aura of mystery and power around her that went far beyond the norm.

"And why are you here, Arabelle?" Pyris asked, his voice low, his curiosity growing with each word.

Arabelle tilted her head slightly, her gaze never wavering from his. "Why am I here?" she repeated softly. "That's a question with many answers. Perhaps, for now, we'll leave it at this: I have my reasons."

Pyris smirked, sensing the evasion in her response. "I'll find out eventually."

Arabelle raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You might. But not today."

The tension between them remained as sharp as ever, but there was something else in the air now—a mutual understanding, perhaps. Pyris knew this wouldn't be the last time he encountered Arabelle.

There was much more to her than met the eye, and Pyris was determined to uncover it.

But for now, they left things as they were—unfinished but filled with potential, he cooked a plan, to meet her again before today disappeared with the sun!