Chapter 92: Sophia...!
Then his hand moved to her chin while the other gently rubbed the back of her neck.
Sophia immediately swatted at it.
"No, you don’t. You don’t love me," Sophia said, trying to pull herself away from him.
But Denzel simply drew her closer, holding her firmly as he stared into her eyes.
"I do, Sophia. I do."
The skill was doing its work. The doubts inside her mind were beginning to feel more and more unreal. At this point, all that was left was a tad bit of doubt which left her wondering.
’Hmm...her distortion is almost complete...I just need a huge reaction to completely distort her resistance to me.
"If I don’t, then who else would?" he asked softly.
"Who else out there could possibly love you?"
"You don’t love me, Denzel! Just stop lying...please...Becauze..." Sophia immediately called out.
"...Because...if you did, then you wouldn’t have been with her."
She thundered as she attempted to pull away once more.
’Hah... she’s actually talking as though Maria is just a normal girl I was caught cheating with.’ Denzel thought.
"I wasn’t with her. I told you, it’s not what you think it is. Why don’t you ever listen to me?" Denzel called out, running a hand vexedly through his hair.
"It’s exactly what I think it is! If it really isn’t, then explain it!" she shot back.
"Explain it and tell me how any of this shows that you love me."
Right then, a notification appeared at the side of his vision.
[Time limit has been reached.]
[Skill has been deactivated.]
Denzel hissed softly in annoyance.
’Man, I fucking hate this. This time limit is such a pain in the ass.’ he thought.
Then he held her closer and stretched out one of his hands right in front of her face.
"I’m lying? So you want me to be honest? Alright, I’ll be honest."
Sophia looked at his hand.
Immediately, she seemed surprised before flicking her eyes back toward Denzel.
’Hmm...what’s this? His burns...are completely gone? How is that possible? Healing costs quite the sum here, so how...?’
"You want to know how I got my fucking burns? Then I’ll tell you how I got my fucking burns."
’Since the skill is gone, I guess it’s time to improvise. Welcome to Deception 101.’ Denzel thought with a chuckle.
"I got into a fight." he said.
"Do you know why? Because they were talking trash about Mom. About you."
His voice hardened.
"And I’ll tell you what—it pissed me the fuck off."
He pointed at himself.
"Now I know I don’t have powers. I know I’m normal, just like a human being should be. But I didn’t give a fuck. I got into a fucking fight because I love you, and I’m not going to stand around and watch anyone besmirch you."
He pulled her closer, his hand groping tightly against her plush shape.
"I don’t give a fuck who it is."
His grip tightened on her juicy ass, as though that was a determinant to showcasing his love.
"You want to know what was happening with mum? It’s nothing. It’s fucking nothing because I would do anything for you."
"I’ve done everything for you, Sophia" he said.
Then he looked directly into her eyes.
"And if you really don’t believe that, then tell me... what more do I, your brother, need to do to actually make you believe that I love you?" His voice softened.
"I went and got my hands healed just so I wouldn’t leave you worrying."
"Everything I do, I do it for you, Sophia."
He lifted her chin.
"Isn’t that enough for you?"
He stared into her eyes.
"Isn’t that enough to make you know that what we have isn’t just something ordinary?"
Sophia was still trying to pull away, but then a slight flicker of tears rolled down her cheeks.
She stared into him, her eyes locked with his.
Perhaps it was because her conscience was still distorted, but when she looked into his eyes, all she saw was complete sincerity.
She looked directly at him, and he didn’t appear to be lying at all.
’He’s actually confident in everything he’s saying...He... He’s not lying at all,’ she thought as she stared at him for that brief moment.
The tears continued to fall.
"But you were with her...I saw" she whispered.
"I wasn’t. I swear." Denzel shook his head, highlighting his manipulation act to maximum.
"You don’t ever need to worry about that."
Then he leaned closer.
"Let me show you just how much I love you."
He pulled her nearer. His lips moved toward hers. But just before they touched, he stopped, in a teasing motion.
His warm breath brushed against her lips as he remained there, only inches away.
Sophia froze, trembling in the moment, as she simply waited for his lips to meet hers.
But he didn’t move.
He remained exactly where he was.
’I learnt this technique from one of my extreme pornos...I just have to wait till she’s unable to resist and hence, she kisses me. Watch...and learn.’
Just as Denzel had predicted, Sophia, unable to restrain herself any longer, she pushed against him slightly and closed the distance herself, locking her lips with his.
As she continued kissing him, Denzel’s thoughts drifted elsewhere.
’Ah... I can’t believe I had to go full-scale manipulator just to deceive this girl to this extent.’
A faint sense of disbelief lingered in his mind.
’Well, oh well. After stressing me out this much, I might as well take advantage of the opportunity.’
His lips remained locked with hers as his thoughts continued.
’Now, I can finally complete my harem with her and begin my level up.’
The thought brought a hint of amusement to him.
Meanwhile, his hand slowly began to move.
Carefully, almost absentmindedly, it slid downward until his fingers found the hem of her skirt.
Then, without hesitation, he hooked his fingers into the fabric and, in one smooth motion, pulled downward, dragging her skirt down with it and exposing her pussy- ready for action.
