"Why would you do something like that?" Amelia's voice was tight with frustration as her sharp gaze locked on Davi.

The man didn't look injured. His mana reserves were low, but it was nothing a single mana potion and a day's rest couldn't fix. She knew he'd be at full strength again soon. That wasn't the point.

"I would have defeated him," she continued, her tone growing colder with every word. "There was no need for you to intervene… or to propose that duel. You can't even win with your current powers."

Davi lowered his head at first, the corners of his mouth tightening, but then his eyes rose to meet hers. There was no defiance in his expression, only conviction.

"Sorry for that," he said quietly but firmly. "But I need to win. I need to defeat him by myself."

Amelia's brows furrowed slightly.

It was frustrating for him to admit, but Davi still carried that deep, gnawing fear of his father. It was a fear that had never fully left him, buried deep in his chest, and seeing Norman again had ripped it back to the surface.

The man's presence alone was enough to make Davi's muscles tense, to make his body remember the tremble it had once known all too well.

"I don't want to keep living with that fear," Davi said, his voice low but steady. "I want to face my past, my fear, my insecurities… and the only way to do that is to defeat him with my own hands."

He bent forward slightly, bowing in a gesture of deep respect, though his voice carried unshakable resolve.

"So… please. Let me have this battle."

When he straightened, his gaze met Amelia's again, unflinching against the weight of her cold stare.

"I promise you," he continued, "I will find a way to win. So let me have this."

Amelia exhaled slowly, her eyes narrowing, not in anger, but in calculation.

"Okay…" she said at last, her voice firm. "But even so, with your current power, it's impossible." She understood his determination… but she also understood reality far too well. That battle was impossible as it was.

Davi's lips curled into a sly, almost dangerous smile. And then, without breaking eye contact, he pointed at her… or more precisely, at her lips.

"Yeah," he said, his voice dripping with playful arrogance. "But I'm going to get stronger very soon. You have a promise to fulfill, after all."

He took a slow, deliberate step closer, that wicked smile never faltering.

"Or…" his voice dropped lower, teasing, "are you planning to back out of our deal? Because last I checked… I did win the tournament. Which means," his grin widened, "I'm officially a Rank S explorer now. You know what that means, don't you?"

Amelia's eyes widened just slightly, a faint pink creeping onto her cheeks. In the previous chaos caused by Norman, she had completely forgotten about that little detail.

Her heart skipped a beat, her breath catching for the briefest moment. The ice in her gaze softened, and the warmth in her chest spread quickly.

It wasn't just her face; her whole body felt hotter, wrapped in a strange mix of expectation… and embarrassment. Even the woman who prided herself on her unshakable composure could feel her cool façade cracking.

And Davi could see it.

Amelia barely had time to process the heat rising in her chest before Davi closed the distance between them in one swift motion. His left hand cupped her face, fingers tangling in her black hair, while his right hand reached for her thin waist, pulling her closer.

Amelia didn't resist, allowing him to press her curvaceous body against his. In the next instant, his lips crashed against hers with a hunger that stole her breath.

The moment their mouths met, a jolt of electricity shot through her, burning away every shred of resistance. His kiss was relentless, yet achingly tender in a way that made her knees weaken.

She gasped against his lips, but he didn't relent, only deepening the kiss, his tongue sliding against hers in a slow, sinful dance that sent sparks down her spine.

Amelia's hands, which had been frozen at her sides, now clutched at his shirt, her nails digging into the fabric as if she might collapse if she let go.

Her heart hammered wildly, her pulse roaring in her ears as heat pooled low in her stomach, spreading through her like wildfire. With each second she spent kissing that man, her body grew hotter, her pussy throbbed, and her small nipples began to harden.

But Davi was just beginning. He gave her a second to breathe as their lips parted.

Soon Amelia's breath hitched as Davi's lips claimed hers again, this time with even more hunger, more possession. She could feel herself unraveling, her pulse hammering wildly, her skin burning wherever his hands roamed.

His fingers traced the curve of her spine, teasingly slow, before gripping the full, luscious swell of her ass. A sharp gasp escaped her as he kneaded the plush flesh, his touch firm, demanding. Then his fingertips brushed dangerously close to her entrance, just barely grazing the soaked fabric between her thighs.

"Oh good!" Amelia needed to interrupt the kiss to moan briefly, but soon Davi forced their lips back together.

Her pussy clenched around nothing, already aching for him. She could feel the hard, thick length of his huge cock pressing insistently against her stomach and was already imagining what it would be like to be destroyed by this monster.

And then, he wedged his knee between her legs, forcing them apart, the pressure against her sensitive folds making her whimper.

"D-Davi…" she panted, her voice trembling, her nails digging into his shoulders.

But he didn't stop. His mouth slanted over hers, swallowing her moans as his fingers finally slipped beneath the waistband of her panties, tracing the slick, swollen lips of her pussy.

"So wet already," he growled against her lips, his voice rough with lust. "And we've barely even started."

Amelia's hips jerked instinctively, seeking more friction, more of his touch.

She was losing control. Fast.

And then, just as she felt herself teetering on the edge, her body tightening with an unfamiliar, dizzying pleasure, Davi finally pulled back.

"How was that?" he asked with a confident smile.

Amelia could only stare, her lips swollen, her entire body trembling as she panted heavily. For the first time in her life, she was completely speechless.

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