My Evil System

[WARNING! Mature Content! Skip if you're uncomfortable and feel that it would destroy the story!]

A luxurious bath house was a haven of indulgence, designed to provide the ultimate spa experience. From the moment we stepped inside, we were transported to a world of opulence and extravagance. The atmosphere was sophisticated, with lavish decor and attention to detail.

The interior of the bathhouse was adorned with the finest materials, such as marble, gold accents, and plush furnishings. The lighting was soft and subtle, creating an intimate and relaxing ambiance. The overall design was modern yet elegant and reflected the latest trends in luxury spa design.

The centerpiece of the bathhouse was a large, heated pool with water features such as fountains, jets, and cascading waterfalls. The pool was surrounded by sumptuous lounge chairs, plush towels, and complimentary refreshments, such as fruit-infused water and herbal teas.

The bathhouse also featured a range of saunas, steam rooms, and hot tubs, each with its unique ambiance and benefits. There was a Himalayan salt room, a Japanese-style hot bath, or an aromatherapy steam room, all designed to offer the ultimate spa experience.

The bath house offered a range of personalized spa treatments, such as massages, facials, and body wraps, using only the finest products and skilled therapists if I wanted to use tokens and hired workers. For now, there was an option, a menu that included specialty treatments, such as hydrotherapy baths, exotic body scrubs, and energy healing sessions.

There were also private changing rooms, lockers, and showers, as well as other amenities such as a fitness center and a gourmet bar.

This luxurious bathhouse was an indulgent retreat designed to provide the ultimate spa experience, leaving everyone feeling pampered, rejuvenated, and completely relaxed.

I finished reading what was written on a giant limestone slab with the introduction of the bath house carved on its flat stone.

"This is amazing, Cross!" Amara exclaimed and took 360-degree whirled of the place to take it all in.

I could only agree with her. I was speechless in awe. Daedalus really did wonders on the place.

"Now it made me think that living here isn't so bad anymore." She chuckled. "Guess where will I always be?"

I could only smile. Too overwhelmed at the happiness on her face to even speak a word.

All this trouble of building this place was worth it if it meant seeing her happy like that.

"Now . . ." Amara faced me with a charming smile, "I could finally dip into the hot bath."

She said those words so slowly while removing her shirt over her head. I didn't know if it was just me or was this place turned hotter than usual.

My heart was also beating so fast it hurt, but I didn't mind it as my eyes ran through Amara's gorgeous physique.

I felt like everything was in slow motion. The way she removed her pants, butt wiggling as she pulled them down. Her breasts swayed when she bend and tossed her pants towards her shirt without a care.

I swallowed hard when she looked enticingly at me before she turned and went through the warm waters. Her hips swayed with each walk, and the fullness of her butt jiggled as she did.

My penis was so hard, and it pushed against my pants. There might be a zipper mark on it right about now.


<KeeKeeKee! Host should just go and get her! She's asking for it!>

I closed my eyes tight and controlled my urges. Whatever Amara was doing now, I needed to make sure. I respected her and needed her consent.
<If it's Host's other self. He might have already done it ten times now>

Shut it!

<It's not like Host is a virgin anymore. You give your prized virginity to Dementia, remember?>

Stop making me remember that.

And it was different! It was my other self and not me. In a way, I'm still a virgin.

<Keep telling yourself that, then>

"Cross!" Amara called. "What are you still doing there? Come on in!"

"Y-yes!" I turned back so she wouldn't see my erection and quickly removed my clothes. With my shorts on, I dived into the waters as quickly as I could, afraid that she would see my little brother erect and hard.

Amara sweetly smiled, her face wet, mesmerizing, and definitely challenging the limit of my self-control, which was non-existent, by the way.

I squeezed myself at the edge of the pool while pretesting to look everywhere except Amara's face when she swam near me.

"Why so tense?" She whispered when she reached my back. And she definitely did it on purpose when she blew hot air on my ear.

I flinched and kept my hands shot to my crotch when it was going haywire as I felt her soft breasts molding against my bare back.

"Relax a little . . ." she purred, her little fingers sprawling on the skin of my back, massaging the hard lines of my muscles.

This was too much that I couldn't stand it!

I faced her and grabbed her hand. "Y-you! Do you know what you're doing to me?" I asked her, almost shouting.

"You know that I like you and being alone with the woman I like, naked in the dead of night. . . I will think that . . ."

I couldn't continue my words when she looked me in the eyes with a longing expression on her face.

"Think what . . . ?" she whispered and even pushed closer to me until our lips were only inches apart.

When I didn't answer, she continued, her face buried against my chest. "That war really change something within me. Facing tomorrow with the thought that we could die at any time made me regret a lot of things that I wish I had done sooner."

She looked over at me, eyes as blue as the ocean, melting as glaciers basked in spring. "I don't want to regret anything anymore. So before you leave like you said you would in search of these races . . . I want something . . . a memory to remember you every day."

". . ."

<If Host would still reject her after that, you'll really be the disappointment of all mankind>

Who said that I will?

My answer came as I untangled the hook of her bra, exposing half the slope of her breasts.

When I looked at her, her expression was replaced by naughty eyes and a mischievous grin.

I kissed her bare shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Why don't you strip it all for me, then . . . ?"

"Mmm . . ."

She faced me, biting her lower lip as I pulled the strings of her bra, exposing her full breasts for me to ogle.

I was on fire at the sight of her eyes full of indulgent desire.

We just stood there, not moving, just enjoying each other's view.

It was . . .

. . . erotic . . .

The silence. Our rhythmic breathing. The occasional moans and the scalding stares at each other's bodies.

Couldn't suppress my desire for her. I stroked her wet hair. My fingers burned as they trailed to her lips, down to her neck, to her collarbone, and slowly traced the line of her lean soft breasts.

She trembled and groaned my name, which enticed me to lower my hand to the line of her mouth-watering hips and rested just inches above her pussy. She was cleanly shaven, and I loved the feel of the smoothness of her skin.

My eyes went to hers, and I melted from the intensity of her gaze. It was her turn to touch me.

She caressed my face.

Her fingers stroked my lips while her other hand explored my body. Touching and savoring every contour and hallow.

Her hand then rested on the lines of my abs, fingers circling the hard flesh.

She brushed her fingers on my face as she pushed closer. A groan escaped my mouth when our burning bodies joined together.

"I belong to you now," she purred and took in my scent. "You can do whatever you want with me . . ."

<Nice . . .>

I shut the System out of my brain and snuggled myself into her warmth. Amara hugged me back, and I sniffed her hair and murmured, "I love you . . ."

That love was long overdue now. I might have let her go in the past . . . but not now. I would never let her go from now on, even if I had to wage war in all of the kingdoms.

I will protect you and your smile. And I would built a safe home for us . . . I promise.

She withdrew slightly and looked me in the eyes. There was a softness in her expression, one that made me feel at peace.

"I love you too."

I tucked some of her hair behind her ears as our gaze never strayed from each other. I was intoxicated by staring at her blue eyes that contained nothing but love for me.

I planted a firm kiss on her forehead. "I will protect you no matter what."

"Mmm . . . Me too . . ."

She embraced my neck and leaned closer to me as she stood on her toes, and bit her lips, murmuring, "Sooo . . . are you going to fondle them or what?"