Desire grew within me as I watched Amber becoming even sexier. I needed to resist this power, but human resistance has its limits.
One thing was clear: if time kept passing, I would lose to the woman's ability, and everything would fall apart.
If I attacked her at that moment, she would obviously never trust me. Not to mention the likelihood of being arrested for harassment or something like that. I couldn't, under any circumstances, lose my composure.
There was also no way out; if I opened the door and they found out where Amber was, they would break it down to get in here. We had to stay quiet and hope the effect wore off as soon as possible.
In other words, my priority was to calm the blonde down. It seemed like she activated her power as an instinctive reaction to fear, so if she was calm, she would probably deactivate it.
I took a deep breath, meditating internally. I had to be able to resist at that moment. Then, I looked into the terrified eyes of the girl.
"Calm down, they can't get to us here."
I tried to approach her, but she only grew more frightened, kicking me away and shouting:
"Don't come near me!"
"Okay, okay, I won't come closer, but please stop yelling; they'll find us if you keep this up."
I basically begged her to stay quiet, but the girl simply couldn't calm down.
I could see pure despair in her eyes. She had probably been through something like this before, so she knew that no matter who it was, eventually, the person would lose control around her.
In other words, to calm her down and gain her trust, I needed to prove that I was different from anyone else she had ever met.
But how?
Once again, I looked at the desperate girl, who begged me not to come near her, not to touch her.
That was it, touch...
It would be difficult to succeed, but I had no other choice at the moment; she couldn't continue like that.
So, I jumped toward her and wrapped my body around hers with my arms.
The instant my hand brushed against her, a wave of overwhelming desire consumed me. Her skin was impossibly soft, like silk against my fingers. And her scent was utterly captivating, seeming to wrap around me, pulling me closer.
She was irresistible in every sense of the word. Yet, despite every fiber of my being screaming to give in, I fought back. I resisted with every ounce of strength I had.
"Don't touch me, don't touch me!" she screamed.
I kept holding her, then said in the calmest tone I could manage:
"You don't need to worry; I'm here. I'll protect you and do whatever it takes."
She calmed down, noticing that my embrace was gentle, that I hadn't lost control, and that I had no sexual intentions.
Her huge breasts pressed against my chest, but I tried not to think about it at all. I concentrated on my breathing, while the erection in my groin continued to grow strongly.
"Trust me, I won't lose control; I'm here to protect you."
"Please, please protect me, sir," she whispered weakly, leaning her head against my chest, revealing all her fragility, almost as if she were praying in desperation.
She continued trembling as she told me that this had happened once during her childhood. Back then, she ended up being abused, but after some time, everything seemed to return to normal. Afterward, everyone began treating her with privilege, which caused conflicts with her younger sister.
That being said, all that remained for her was a deep trauma from that situation, which, to make matters worse, caused everyone to love her in an unnatural way. This, combined with the trauma of the event, must have destroyed her original relationships. I imagined that's why she never opened up, never let anyone get close.
"You must think I'm crazy, but I believe I have some kind of terrifying power that causes things like this," she murmured weakly.
"Don't worry, I believe you," I said, gently stroking her head. "In fact, I've always believed you carried divine powers. You're special, but a power so great can become a curse if you can't control it. First, take a deep breath, relax, and stop wishing for people to like you. If it's you, I'm sure you can tame such a divine blessing."
After saying this and offering more words of comfort, she finally began to relax. Her body calmed down, and the aura gradually began to fade until she deactivated her power entirely. Now, all we had to do was wait. Eventually, everyone around us would return to normal, and we could leave.
More composed, Amber leaned against my chest and started talking, sharing more about her life, or at least parts of it. Because everyone loved her regardless of her wishes, she always felt somewhat alone. People loved her unconditionally, but they didn't truly know her; it was just blind adoration.
The worst part was that, in moments of fear or desperation, when she unconsciously activated her power, instead of standing by her side, those people would attack her almost like zombies. In a way, I could understand how Amber had become this arrogant and closed-off person.
She had been spoiled her whole life, she was venerated. Naturally, this made her believe she was truly above others, hence her arrogance.
On the other hand, she felt she couldn't trust anyone. She was always afraid of being attacked by those around her, which is why she was constantly defensive.
As the saying goes, the best defense is a good offense. Her aggressive demeanor toward everyone around her was a way to protect herself, to escape the fear she had of those around her.
It was a pity because she was so adorable when she was calm and leaning against me.
"But my power doesn't work on you, does it? You must be one of the special cases," she questioned with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"Did you wish it did?" I teased her a little. She blushed slightly but didn't answer. "But you said I must be one of the special cases. Have you met anyone else like me?"
"Yes, my sister. And I suspected another woman, but I don't think that was the case with her," the goddess replied nonchalantly.
Unable to bear the situation without doing anything, I made up an excuse to put some distance between us. I was worried things might escalate, and I'd end up showing too much desire. With how skittish Amber was, any misstep would set me back significantly. With her, it was better to take it slow and steady than to risk too much.
As I left the place, I discovered that Lila had disappeared. She had probably run away to avoid drawing any unnecessary attention. Clara, on the other hand, was luckily unharmed after everything that had happened. She seemed impressed, once again calling me a hero. We spoke briefly as things began to return to normal.
The following day, the still-affected journalists came up with excuses for the chaos, speaking of the goddess in the most positive light possible, even though their bosses demanded more criticism.
With all those pent-up desires, I returned home, where I found Lila, who had decided to escape the commotion after I had already hidden. It would've been bad if she had drawn too much attention, so that was the right decision.
In any case, I couldn't think of anything else. The moment we saw each other, our lips met as well.
"Master..." she moaned softly.
I kept kissing her intensely; there wasn't even room for much conversation as the desire grew overwhelmingly within me. Understanding this, she passionately surrendered to me and smiled, giving me permission to proceed. Then, I threw her down onto my bed with wild abandon, finally unleashing my desires.