5 House Larien

The castle was pretty big, but getting there was as exciting as watching paint dry, except for the creepy stares the servants threw his way. They tried to play it cool, but he caught them eyeing him up and down.

Finally, they reached a ginormous, imposing double door. The guards on duty rushed over as if they'd been waiting for him.

With a bow and a swish, the guards swung the doors open without a second thought. The ancient doors groaned like they'd just woken up from a century-long nap, unveiling a bustling hall packed with folks.

The people in the hall were drop-dead gorgeous, captivating him like they were sculpted from marble by some AI with a serious crush. Their hair cascaded like waterfalls, their curves were as plentiful as a bakery's fresh buns, their eyes twinkled with knowledge, and their lips were as plump as ripe fruit.

These women were decked out in long gowns that screamed elegance – some with frills and lace, others boasting intricate patterns and embroidery that probably took a lifetime to stitch. Their hair? Down and flowing like a shampoo commercial or pinned up with jewels dangling from their ears.

It felt like stumbling into a Hollywood rave party for the elite beauties of the world – and here he was, with his poor self, trying not to trip over his own feet.

More than anything, their bodies varied in the most enticing ways. Each woman had a unique figure that beckoned attention. From the curve of their hips to the subtle arch of their backs, there was an undeniable sensuality that captivated all who laid eyes upon them.

Most of them glared at him openly, as if he had committed a grave offense. They were all beautiful and handsome, leading him to speculate that they were important individuals, perhaps his own siblings or relatives.

At the far end of the room, seated on a throne, was the lord, looking at him sternly. With long white hair and crimson eyes like his own, there was no doubt he was this man's son.

He strode forward, paying no heed to the murmurs swirling around him. And then, amidst the crowd, he spotted her: Helena, standing behind a burly fellow, attempting to shield herself from his gaze.

She trembled under his scrutiny, while the muscular man, with his brown locks and piercing black eyes, shot him a fierce glare, holding Helena protectively close.

A smirk played across his lips. He had no clue who this guy was, but mark his words, he was going to conquer Helena before long.

[Goddess of lust approves your mentality.]

Dick furrowed his brow. It seemed odd that this lustful goddess had her sights set squarely on Helena. Despite Rose's advances, there had been no message from this deity. It felt like a double standard.

Maybe there was something about Helena that the goddess wanted him to pursue so fervently.

After all, Helena was often referred to as the "chosen one of Asclepius." Whatever that means, it seemed to carry weight in the grand scheme of things.

He grinned mischievously as he locked eyes with Helena, who was peeking at him from behind the muscular guy's back.

[Successfully activated Predator gaze.]

Suddenly, a predatory gleam flashed in his eyes, causing Helena to let out a startled shriek and instinctively pull back.

A blush crept onto her face, betraying the effect of his intense gaze on her.

"You jerk! Who do you think you are, ogling her like that?!"

The beefy guy bellowed, positioning himself like a human shield in front of her.

Dick just kept on walking, paying no mind to the muscular dude and his flushed face. Gasps erupted from the crowd, as if they'd just witnessed a miracle or something.

Must be a fresh move for the previous owner of Dick's body.

"How dare you ignore me?!"

The beefy guy roared, throwing a fit like a toddler denied candy.

Still, Dick paid him no mind, continuing on his path. The guy looked like he was about to charge at him, ready to dish out a lesson or two, but Helena intervened, grabbing his arms and shaking her head frantically.

The man, who went by Lucien, shot Dick a fierce glare for a moment, but then managed to rein in his temper.

Dick strolled forward, giving zero fucks about the commotion behind him, until he came to a halt in front of the throne. A couple of small raised platforms separated him from it.

Beside the man, a woman occupied a smaller throne. Positioned a step lower, she ensured that the Lord remained the undisputed authority in this place.

'Shit! Not now!'

He cursed under his breath as his erection began to stir once again. The woman was undoubtedly a milf - her voluptuous breasts were held in place by a tight corset, accentuating their fullness.

Her low-cut dress revealed ample cleavage and hinted at other alluring curves beneath. Her lips were plump and inviting, as if they had been expertly sucked countless dicks before.

Her hair was dark and flowed down her back, framing her striking features - piercing black eyes that seemed to challenge him.

Despite her cold glare, there was no denying the raw sensuality that emanated from every inch of her body.

"Adonis Von Larien! Is it true what I'm hearing?!"

The man on the throne thundered, his voice carrying weight even if he didn't strain to speak.

Adonis couldn't help but smirk inwardly at his new name. It was a definite upgrade from his old one, Dick Grey. 

'Ugh! Who in their right fucking mind names their kid Dick anyway? But Adonis? Now that's a name worth having.'

"It depends on what you've heard, Fath-lord."

Adonis replied, choosing his words carefully. He wasn't sure about the dynamics between the man on the throne and the other guy.

Were they best buds, or was there tension brewing, like a disappointed father and a dejected son? Adonis couldn't say for sure.

Another wave of gasps swept through the hall, the murmurs growing louder with intensity.

"How dare you speak to the lord like that?!"

Lucien bellowed once more, jabbing his finger in Dick's direction, who continued to pay him no mind, much to Lucien's growing frustration.

A vein bulged on the side of his head, threatening to burst from the pressure.

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