My Unconventional Lover: Seeing A Different World 198 A Battlefield

My frown didn't disappear even after an hour had pa.s.sed. Jane had once again fooled us and run off. I might not be feeling this way if she took us with her, but she escaped! She had even mentioned that baseless gossip she made and made it as her s.h.i.+eld before she ran away.

Did she need to be re-a.s.sured that we were normal? I had not thought about playing tag team in bedroom business, but it seemed like that thought picked my interest.

Sanjaya and Me vs Jane.

The thought of making love with her in the presence of another man, even seeing her accepting his teasing and pleasure, made me hard.

I couldn't think of any other men, but if I including Sanjaya in our bedroom business, I didn't think I would mind.

No, not because of him. But the thought of Sanjaya making my girl drown in pleasure made me calm. It wasn't any other person, but Sanjaya whom I knew had always loved her and wouldn't bear to hurt her.

My girl was in the hands of two men who loved her. I would never think that I would be that kind of man who would allow their wife or girlfriend to be touched by another man. But, here I was thinking, that if Jane asked me, I wouldn't mind sharing her with Sanjaya. After all, seeing her drown in pleasure was my kind of pride as well. If two men could give her double of the pleasure, I wouldn't mind do it and use another person to satisfy her.

If worse came to worst, I would just kick him out if he ever hurt her.

My girl deserved to get the best treatment, in and out of bedroom. After all of these matters, I would make sure to ask her out more often, go on dates, and do everything together. Of course, it would be even better if she agreed to my proposal later, then no one could talk if I wanted to kiss her in public or put my hand around her waist.

Another benefit that I would get was I didn't have to worry when I c.u.mmed inside her.

Okay, my mind was obviously starting to play with me.

Ah, Jane, what are you doing to me? I pinched the bridge of my nose slightly, trying to ease the acc.u.mulated stress and confusion in my head.

I looked around me but I couldn't find Sanjaya. I wonder where he went. Not that I really cared about it, though.

But, how could I get to Jane?

"Siji." I called out for the Adviser, but he didn't appear.

My only guess was… he was with Jane. I sighed. At least Siji was with her. That lazy-looking man might look harmless, but actually he was an old monster who had existed for more than a millennium. His spiritual power was great even without Jane's or my help.

Unless she called for the army, I couldn't trace her back to her position.

I rested my head on the back of the chair and closed my eyes. The unfamiliar kind of ceilings made me realize how my life had changed. It was as if my life was fast-forwarding itself that I had no idea anymore what's happening around me.

Actually, I had a question in my mind all this time. Why did I meet Jane that day? To be honest, when the first time she stepped into my bedroom, I already had my eyes on her.

Not because she was beautiful, and not because she was a girl, but it was because I felt like I was drawn to her. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

Then, impulsively, I entered her dream on her first day sleeping in that room.

Seeing that a girl was sleeping in my own room, on my own bed, actually didn't make me feel anything at first. Only after I saw her reaction in her dream, and after she woke up and looked at me, the strange feeling appeared.

It was like… She was meant to be there. It was her place, to sleep there with me beside her.

If you said that it was because I was single for too long, no, that was not true. Trust me, I forgot that I once had a girlfriend named Nita until Rizal reminded me of her.

Let's not talk about Nita.

Then, I spent my time with her and realized that I was such a possessive boyfriend. Again, I wasn't this possessive when I was with Nita. The word 'trust' had a deep meaning to me, but with Jane, I just couldn't a.s.sociate myself with that word. I was being jealous all the time and seriously possessive when I finally had her.

I just couldn't let the day pa.s.sed without me touching her. If I were a human back then, I would be hard every time and every day. I was addicted to her.

I even made a promise to myself that if I were to have a body and Jane was still mine, I would make love to her every day.

Good thing that I was able to control myself now that I was back to my own body. Not because my attraction to her had lessened, or my addiction was cured. It was because I knew that I couldn't do something so ridiculous like that in real life.

I could have s.e.x with her almost every day back then because I did it in her dream. After doing it for real at that time, I knew it would bring serious trouble for her if I really did that and I didn't want it to happen.

So, yeah… I controlled the urge, my l.u.s.t and my addiction, and changed it into something safer.

Protection and love.

Yet, that girl had turned trickier and naughtier than the last time he saw her. In less than a year, she had turned from the sweet and fierce girl, into strong but trickier girl. I wasn't complaining, of course. It was like watching her spreading her wings wide and started to fly.

It was beautiful but somehow worrying. If there were any days in the future when she would fall down, I would make sure to catch her.

My eyes flew open as my train of thoughts got interrupted. A warm and familiar sensation enveloped me, and in a blink of an eye, I changed place and… clothes.

Jane was summoning the army!

But, why couldn't I see her?

"Attack!" I heard her voice shouting in fury as she commanded the army to attack… what was that?

My eyes widened as I saw countless shadows crawled, flew, and ran towards us from all directions. What happened here?

I didn't have time to find her and ask her because soon I got busy handling the ferocious shadows that were attacking me. My chains danced in the middle of the battlefield, destroyed the shadows one by one. The others were using swords, spears, or even arrows. This was my first time being engaged in a big scale war-like battle.

Never ending painful shrills reverberated through the forest, creating an even chilly atmosphere to the misty forest. From the corner of my eyes, I saw a big blazing fire burned a whole bunch of shadows into ashes. It was so beautiful yet it carried killing intent the strongest.

She must be there. There was no one who could make such destructive attack other than her. She especially liked using fire, after all.

However, there was something different this time. Usually, she would use the fire bearer's flame; the blue one. But this time, she used a blazing red flame and instead of being dispersed after burning that much of shadows, the fire flew above her head in a circle.

Since the mist was still thick, even though I said that it was her, truthfully I had not seen her. I wasn't able to see whether the owner of that strange fire was really her or not.

"Grrroo…" A growl was heard that near me and before I could realize, a fire arrow was shot towards the shadow that had just pounced on me.

The arrow came from the fire in the thick mist. Such accuracy! Even in the middle of this misty situation, the arrow directly pierced through that shadow and burned it.

My chains were still dancing, giving me the best protection it could possibly give. I was supposed to control it and let it all abilities came forth to help winning this battle.

However, all I could do was gawking at the thick mist and waiting for the figure to appear, all the while watching the fire burned some other shadows into the ground.

"Stupid, you'll die if you keep staring at the mist." I heard Putra was scolding me again. "Such a useless guardian, I told you to use your power properly! You're looking like a dancer with those chains moving like that!"

A frown appeared in my face. He was right. I could control fire, too. My fire was from the Death Volcano.

As that thought appeared in my mind, my chains lit up with dark red fire, looking so much like a lava in the deepest part of a volcano. The fire was getting bigger and the chains were getting longer and swift. The ground cracked and let out sizzling sound.

Smokes rose from the crack and it mixed with the mist. The fiery magma appeared from the crack and started to burn everything in its path.

Then, I heard a chanting, soft like a whisper but powerful. At the same time, I saw a silhouette walking in the smokes and mist, looking so powerful especially when wind blew and cleared away the smokes and mist. The fluttering robe that seemed to catch on fire looked amazingly great, like a picture out of comic.