My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 319: Her Hands.

"So, you're telling me it took you under its care and turned you into a half-dragon without anything in return?"

"You make it sound like I'm not worthy of this power." Hailey pouted slightly, folding her arms. "I know you're an incredible person, but I'm not that bad myself."

She leaned forward; her dark eyes locked onto his.

"I worked hard for this. My master didn't just hand it to me for free—I earned it. "

Her voice softened, and a small smile tugged at her lips. "Besides… if I wasn't worthy, would I really be here, right now, talking to you?"

"That doesn't answer my question." His voice was firm cutting through her casual tone. "Where is it now? Vora?"

Hailey's smile faded slightly. "I honestly don't know."

Asher narrowed his eyes. "You expect me to believe that?"

She bit her lip, shifting in her seat. "I'm not lying. Why would I lie to the person who stole my heart?"

"I've been thinking about you nonstop since the day we met in that convenience store. Don't you know how much I've longed for this moment?" She exhaled sharply, gripping the edge of her seat. "I was going crazy just imagining it—wondering when I'd finally see you again."

Her eyes burned with emotion as she leaned forward.

"And now that you're here, acting like none of it matters… do you have any idea how cruel that is?"

"No, I don't. We met once. That's it. I'm not obligated to return your feelings."

He didn't sugarcoat it. He didn't try to soften the blow.

But instead of looking dejected, her smile grew wider.

"I knew it." Her voice carried an unnatural excitement. "That's exactly why I fell for you."

Her eyes shone with admiration. "You're not like other men who just think with their dick. No, you're different. You're a man of principle."

A dreamy sigh escaped her lips as she cupped her cheeks with both hands, looking at him like a fanatic.

"My god, you're even more perfect in real life. "

'This woman is crazy'

Most people would have backed off after such a blunt rejection, but she? She was acting like he had just proven her delusions right.

His golden eyes narrowed. "You're seriously calling me perfect after I just rejected you?"

She nodded eagerly, her hands still cradling her cheeks. "Of course! That's what makes you different. Other men would try to sweet-talk their way into my panties, but you? You don't waver. That's why I love you!"

Asher exhaled through his nose, suppressing the urge to rub his temples. This was going nowhere.

"Let's get back to the topic. Where is your master?" He refused to entertain her madness any further.

"I really don't know. If I did, I would tell you, even if she told me not to."

Asher studied her expression carefully. No hesitation, no signs of deception—just pure, unwavering obsession directed at him.

He knew that forcing her would only waste time, so he decided to ask questions she could actually answer.

"You told me Vora was with other beings, right? Were they dragons too?"

"No, only my master is a dragon. The others looked human, but they weren't any weaker than her according to my master."

'Not even weaker than an Ancient Dragon? What do you think, Pantheon?' he mentally asked.

(Brat, there are other beings as strong as dragons, but if they look human, then I think I know what they are—and it's not good news.)

'Care to elaborate?'

(Ask her first if they're all very tall and dark-skinned,)

"Were they all really tall and dark-skinned?" he asked, watching Hailey's reaction closely.

"Yes, all of them were at least eight feet tall,"

Pantheon clicked his tongue in Asher's mind. (Brat, you're dealing with Titans.)

'Titans?' he repeated.

(They're beings akin to gods, and they're famous for their ability to grow massive and transform their bodies into different elements. That's why most records describe them as walking mountains, volcanoes, and other natural disasters,)

'Is that the reason they're dangerous?'

(Partially, but the real problem is their very existence. Titans need to eat a lot, so they end up devouring the worlds they inhabit for sustenance. It's a necessity for them, unlike dragons, who don't really need to do it.)

'What are the chances they'll target my world?'

(Titans don't just wander without a purpose. They settle in places where they can feed, and right now, with the demon world merging with the human world—and maybe others—it's become a prime target for them.)

Asher rubbed his temples. He was already preparing to isolate himself and unlock more of his dragon bloodline to rescue Index, but now another threat was on the horizon.

He couldn't afford that.

Time in the void flowed unpredictably—if he left now, he might return to nothing but ruins.

'Is there even a way to figure out if they're here or not? Like a spell?'

(Brat, if a spell like that existed, gods would be fighting over it. But don't worry, if a Titan was really coming to invade, you'd know. They're pretty hard to miss.)

'That doesn't sound good at all,' Asher sighed. 'How about Vora? Do you have a way to track her? Maybe if I talk to her, she won't do anything impulsive.'

(Don't do it. She will take it as an insult if you try to strike a deal with her with your current power. That dragon is crazy and unpredictable.)

'Then do you want me to just ignore it and hope they won't destroy my world?'

(It's not really a big deal. Just move somewhere else with your wife or go back to Eryx.)

Though Asher wasn't deeply attached to his world after his mother's death, he knew Lucy would be devastated if the place she grew up in, along with her family, was destroyed.

Just as he was deep in thought, a noise caught his attention. He looked up and saw Hailey standing there, completely naked.

"What are you doing?" He swallowed hard.

"Sorry, I just felt hot all of a sudden, so I need some fresh air," she apologized, her hands cupping her chest.

Her proportions were unbelievable—her waist was slim, accentuating the curve of her wide hips, while her two melons were full and perfectly shaped despite its sheer size.

Long, toned legs enhanced her seductive presence, complementing her waistline that suggested she was made to bear life. His child.

What truly drew his attention, however, were the black tribal like tattoos sprawled across her stomach, twisting downward, moving toward her hairless pussy.

(Brat! This is your chance!)

'Since when did you become a perverted dragon?' Asher scolded Pantheon, though he couldn't deny that he was struggling to keep his composure.

('m not talking about that! Look at the tattoo!)

'What about it?'

(That tattoo is a mark of purity. She's a virgin!)

'So?' he raised an eyebrow, genuinely not understanding how it was related.

(You don't get it.)

(Let me explain. It's rare for a half-dragon, especially one with Vora's bloodline, to be a virgin. But if you find one, you can speed up your progress by sleeping with her. I remember there was a world that called this 'dual cultivation.)

Asher nearly choked upon hearing that. Did he just get the perfect excuse to sleep with Hailey without feeling guilty?

'No, that's enough reason,'

(Are you sure? With her around, it could save you months, and the effect on your dragon body afterward would make you even stronger than just normal tempering.)

Asher was taken aback by the offer. It wasn't like he hates the idea of sleeping with Hailey.

Sure, she acted crazy at times, but the fact that she saved her purity for him suggested that she really cared for him.

"Let me in," Hailey's soft voice jolted him from his thoughts.

She touched the invisible barrier, looking even cuter as she begged him.

"Why are you hesitating? I know you want to do it too. You want to touch this, right?" She began playing with melons, and they jiggled with every touch.

It was so tempting that Asher couldn't help but imagine his head between them.

"Stop. That won't work on me," Just saying those words probably nominated him for the stupidest man that ever existed.

"I know, so please pity me and give me a chance. I saved myself for you...." she added, her voice trembling.

Tears welled up in her eyes, slipping down her cheeks and dripping onto her chest.

She was just too unpredictable, smiling one moment and crying the next.

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Typical of a crazy woman, but with her beauty, men would say they could fix her 11 out of 10 times.

Some of them might even be bold enough to not fix anything, as long as they got to enjoy those milkers.

"Please," she whispered, tapping the invisible barrier gently.

Nothing happened, but she didn't give up.

TAP!

TAP!

TAP!

TAP!

Then, her hands passed through.