Chapter 124: How Do I Make You Come to My Room, My Dear Beloved James? (R-18)

'I have to warn Islinda, she isn't the sexy one anymore,' he thought to himself, while watching this very experienced move of Luna. He knew James might not think of sleeping with her now, but he wasn't approving for him to be this near a couple of days ago.

Luna noticed his glances; judging glances, but she didn't care about them. she wanted to use her greatest asset to seize this unpolished unclaimed gem, James.

She was speechless when she realized no girl ever tried to make him her own! Such a mighty and powerful youth with such a promising future and no girl ever tried to seduce him? even his closest assistant that arrogant Islinda?

She smirked inwardly as she recalled this. 'It's your fault babe for being so late and acting hard to get,' she inwardly laughed at Islinda, imagining her expression when she knew that Luna had seized James in her room all day and night.

She wasn't smart, not as smart as Islinda, but she was more stunning than her. She knew how to use her body, her greatest asset, and she was very experienced. In her humble opinion; it was a crime letting such a man free without trapping him in her lap forever!

All this was perfectly read by Rigo, who didn't doubt his leader's personality, but he was doubting her desires.

Changes didn't happen suddenly, bur gradually, and this girl seemed very good at doing that.

'I must alarm Islinda, she either needs to move boulder, or to find a way to keep my leader busy with another thing away from this sexy Luna!' he thought again when he noticed her facial emotions, which would stir troubles inside any man looking at her directly and this close.

"Great plan indeed," James suddenly said, as he was inside a world of his own just now. The plan of Rigo wasn't simply an attack plan, as to be able to fully sweep everything, they needed to start troubles between the kingdoms first.

So, Rigo proposed to use the old tactic they used to confuse the mercenaries, attacking small ships first of each kingdom, then using them to attack other kingdoms, making everyone raise their arms at one another.

When war would erupt between them, and Rigo promised to do it in less than two weeks, he would move his main fleet, targeting the biggest war, cleaning out all the hostile forces, then move fast towards the next war zone.

Like this, others wouldn't be free to mind other foreign troubles, as they would be busy fighting their neighbours. Even if news reached their ears about what would happen at the first war zone, they all would think another kingdom did it.

The plan was perfect, and James loved it. "Great work indeed, I know I can always depend on you," he said, praising his man, while taking the screen from the precious tight place and throwing it to Rigo, like it was nothing at all.

Rigo hurriedly caught the screen, as he knew for sure his leader's mind wasn't fixed yet over the lust alluring him a couple of inches away from his eyes. "Why don't you lead us in this battle, my leader?" Rigo suddenly suggested, and to avoid any misconception, he hurriedly added, "your leadership at the previous time we did such a plan was really inspiring," he tried to coax James with these words.

"Oh," James said, as he never thought about it, "but I can't do that, you know Islinda would be all alone, handling all the matters like this. No, I can't leave her like this, plus you already know my tactics and orders, so you will do great."

'Isilda is already alone, my leader,' Rigo muttered to himself, without opening his mouth to say anything, except nodding for understanding and agreement. 'I must warn her now, she only has a small window of a couple of days to act,' Rigo decided inside his mind to do that once he exited from here.

"I will excuse myself then," Rigo said, while returning the screen again, in a more polite way, as he gave Luna a warning serious glance, which she didn't care about. she was aiming for the leader here, and she was this close from having him inside her net. How could she care about a minion's opinion then?

But she was mistaken, as this minion was about to deal a deadly blow to her, rendering all her actions useless.

Rigo once exited from there, made his mind to send a message, a warning one full of sincere advice, to Islinda.

Islinda was in the middle of a meeting, where there was a strong ongoing debate regarding the strange request of these merchants. They asked for exclusive rights for a limited number of monsters to unlimited amounts of time in an unlimited number of planets, as long as they were conquered by James' forces.

These merchants weren't stupid, and the newly born black trade of these monsters parts were now dominating everything. It was a fast growing trade that no one had ever witnessed before, so they were trying to minimize their future losses, while paying a hefty price today.

Islinda was trying to find a solution, so she might not lose a lot here, or end up angering these powerful merchants, when a sudden message popped up on her screen.

'Don't leave James alone anymore, give him work as much as you can do. Private advice: try to get him first to your room before others would be faster than you.'

The words of Rigo couldn't be any more clearer than this. Her hands trembled, as she was feeling a strange mix of fear and anger right now. her sudden reaction, and the intense wild wave of emotions that erupted just now from her silenced everyone here.

"Alright," she said, while turning sharply to face them. they thought she was pissed off, and they began to be ready for a barrage of word attacks. "I will bring our supreme king here, personally, and what he says will be done," she suddenly said, as she sent an order for a group of her guards to go and bring James here. she sent a faked distress message, where she expressed her inability to solve this current problem, with many details regarding the problem, zero clue of how to solve it.

She wasn't exaggerating, but she was capable of handling this matter. If not for Rigo's message just now, and the warning he just gave to her, she wouldn't go and ask for help.

'Now, what should I do to make you come to my room, my dear beloved James?' she muttered to herself, as she sat there, motionless, waiting with the others until James' arrival.

James didn't know any of this at all. While he waited inside his small cruiser, heading straight down to the main central planet here, his mind was busy with the ongoing campaign, and how Rigo would do it.

He thought he should be with him, as Rigo asked, but when Islinda asked him for help, he was greatly pleased that he didn't.

He didn't realize that all of this was connected, and his help wasn't needed in the first place to the two of them!

"Supreme leader James," one of the guards appointed by Rigo, shouted to announce the arrival of James, who entered the place with small, calm steady steps, with the stunning looking Luna by his side.

"Hi Islinda, what's going here?" he asked, once sat on the big chair, supervising the whole hall, while Luna rested on his shoulder, on a move that seemed natural and very welcomed from James.

'So that what you were afraid of, Rigo!' she thought to herself, while watching her future man falling deeper and deeper into the sand pit called Luna.

At this moment, a sense of rivalry was born, in flesh and bones, between the two girls, who just looked to each other, silently, while their eyes declared the war.

"It's nothing, but these merchants want a word with you," Islinda said, as she, in turn, moved to stand beside James, while resting her hand, calmly, over his shoulder.

James felt her touch, yet didn't react despite his inner surprise from this. He was used to Luna being bold, but never thought Islinda to be the same.

"Supreme leader, we want to discuss something with your majesty," one of the merchants, who seemed to be their leader, stepped in and spoke, starting the discussion with James.

"What matters is that?" James asked, while resting his back on the seat, in a more comfortable way, while holding the hands of the two beauties resting over his shoulders.

"It's a simple request, that we humbly aspire for your approval on it," the merchant said, trying to coax his words with James, who just nodded to make him continue, waiting to hear the core of this matter.

"We want to buy the future rights of a certain number of monsters," he finally said.