Worldly Overlord

Ever since he entered this room, though he remained vigilant at each one of them, there was one individual he didn't put under his raider.

Brooke Gilbert, daughter of Rachel Gilbert. The sword that pierced through the body of Devon was delivered by this woman.

"Damian, if that woman touches a hair on my body you're going to wish you were never born. Brooke said, pulling the sword out of Devon's body.

Brooke was one of the few people in the alliance who could speak to Damian anyhow. Be it in status or power level there wasn't much gap between them, some members of the alliance even believed that Brooke had more authority than Damian.

She was an elder of the inner compound, her mother was the leading disciplinary chief of the compounds and also one of the strongest. While Damian was the favorite among all the Silas siblings, his parents were also the leaders of the alliance.

"She won't do anything, I got information from a reliable source that she was severely injured by the members of the assassin league."

"You want to have revenge on her during her weakest time." Brooke managed to figure out what Damian's plan was.

Damian shrugged his shoulders at her words, he had never been considered himself to be a nobleman.

"Get the guard to clean up these mess before my troublesome family gets to know about this," Damian said.

Brooke looked at him with disgust clearly written on her face. Though she respected him a lot, it was only when it came to his talent anything other than that she felt disgusted at how he handles things.

"Lord Damian now that we've gotten rid of the boy what's the next plan going to be." Jake inquired.

"Don't you have a wedding to prepare for? Leave the rest to me." Damian said as he began to walk out of the room."

"You...arrogant bastard!"

"Babe don't be mad at Lord Damian, he's doing everything for us." Jake appeared behind Brooke, hugging her from behind.

Feeling her lover's touch made Brooke relaxed. "Let's just hope it all goes well and nothing ruins the plan," she exclaimed.

If only they knew that there was something dangerous coming for them very soon.

...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Devon screamed loudly. He who was dumped into the wilderness, and left to rot in there. Devon had his head dripping down with blood, even his right hand had begun to show signs of it decaying.

He exhaled deeply as even breathing was becoming difficult for him. The pain he experienced when he absorbed the energy from the sphere was like the tip of the iceberg compared to the one he was feeling right now.

Even though he was in a lot of pain, Devon still managed to sense something's in the environment and one of them was the caterer from the party.

It did come as a surprise to Devon as to why the caterer from earlier was beside him, watching the whole incident with her eyes wide open, showing no intention to help out at all.

She watched everything without blinking an eye, even when Devon's hair thoroughly changed its color from purple to white. None of it escaped her sight.

It was until a black fog appeared out of nowhere and enveloped Devon, who was still on the ground did she stop looking at the scene.

Minutes passed or better still with the blink of an eye, hours went by swiftly.

"Put this in Jake and Brooke food or drink!" a hand stretched out of the black fog, holding a bottle that contained two pellets.

"Consider these as me owing you a favor in the future." getting no reply from the caterer, Devon decided to owe her one.

She then grabbed the bottle away from Devon's hand. "They will be at room 306 in an hour, and don't you dare forget about the favor."

....

In a room, Jake was tied on a chair with ropes, blood was flowing out of his mouth, all the celestial energy in his body was already disordered. His eyes were shut close.

And beside him was also Brooke, who was tied up in the same way as her beloved lover.

"Let make this an example to others." Devon placed his hand on her shoulder, sending celestial energy to her.

"Where am I?" slowly, Brooke's eyelids started to lift open, and her vision started to return.

"Hell!" Devon said, then snapped his finger, stripping her off all her clothes instantly.

Just as she felt all her clothes being removed from her body, Brooke's eyes widen. She tried struggling out of the chair, but there wasn't also a shred of energy in her body.

She looked at the person who just spoke, and it left her stunned. The man in front of her was the embodiment of beauty.

"When..... Why are you doing this to me and my fiancée!"

Devon looked at her then changed into his former appearance, but his white hair was still intact.

"Ahhhhhh..... How can it be you!" Brooke screamed out from seeing who it was.

Devon went behind her and loosed the rope on her.

The instant the rope fell off her body, Brooke used her right hand to cover both her nipples while using the other to launch a full-force punch at Devon.

The punch landed on his chest as he just stood there, not even bothering to dodge it. To Devon, all he felt was a light breeze.

Brooke staggered five steps backward when she saw what had just happened.

Still naked, Devon appeared before her and grabbed the hand covering her nipples, removing them from her bosom, revealing her fluffy boobs. For any woman, this figure was magnificent, she possessed a perfect shape on her chest and her ass.

He then slowly removed his grip on her hand and gently brought it to her boobs, enjoying the feeling of her amazing skin. Of course, his hand wasn't able to cover the whole area.

Devon's eyes began glowing, he didn't need to perform any trashy technique to make her submit to him. A devil had its charm and when it comes to getting the deed done it was definitely top-notch.

Feeling the heat sensation flowing from his hand to her chest region made her tremble. She shivered as her body had started to heat from how pleasurable it was, and eventually, a moan escaped her mouth.

"Pl...Please stop! Ahn....what are you doing to me?..ahh.." Brooke said in a very lewd voice.