Chapter 161: Poking the Dragon's nest

Chapter 161: Poking the Dragon's nest

Chris held both of Dora's hands as he drew her closer. This time, Dora had her down in embarrassment but she still came close. She knew what was coming.

Seeing Dora's inresistable cuteness,

Chris smirked, showing his canine which has turned a bit sharper. He put a finger under her chin and raised her to make her look into his eyes. Dora made a half annoyed half embarrassed face at him, asking him to hurry it up through unspoken words.

But Chris just smiled, "Don't be in a hurry, sweetie. We have the whole day and...." he paused as he came closer, "Tonight, you're not running away," he said in a low voice, considering her previous record.

Dora eyes widened and she opened her mouth to speak but Chris kissed her, thus cutting off her words.

"Mmh~" a moan escaped her lips and her hands went to his chest, weakly trying to push him off. But soon, they slowly wrapped around him instead, one on his back and one going through his hair, unconsciously pulling him towards him towards herself.

After she got comfortable, Chris's tongue gently entered her mouth and touched her tongue. Startled, she withdrew her tongue but Chris tongue chased it without caring when she bit his tongue.

Slowly, his tongue coaxed hers through small touches, until she began to respond back. And soon their tongues intertwined and they forgot about time.

At some point, Chris's hand wandered down her ass, and Dora started freezing up. She was trying very hard to bring down her instictual repulsion but...

As soon as his palm covered her butt-cheek, and gave it a light squeeze, Dora clenched her fists tightly as she stiffened up completely. Memories of the time when she narrowed escaped came back and Chris stopped as he withdrew his hand.

"I'm sorry... I uh... I got a bit carried away," he said as he kiss her forehead and hugged her protectively.

But... Dora felt worse when he did that. She truly felt bad that she's unable to further with him, even though she very much wants to. And Chris never forced her beyond what she's comfortable with. From what she'd gathered from her other female friends, there are very few guys with such control.

He has so much talent, such good-looks, he is so caring, a millionaire, with a rich and powerful family background and the list goes on and on.

And what about her? What did she have? No family background, she must have a bad personality as well since she had very few true friends, even her looks and magical talent weren't so great before Chris came along.

The only thing she had special was her body, which she's unable to let him have access to.

And yet, here he is, not showing any disappointment and only trying to cheer her up. It really shows that he's after her for her body.

'I truly don't deserve him,' she thought yet again. Or to put it in a different way, 'He deserves better,' she thought, mentally scolding herself for still being affected by the past.

...

Fleur wandered around the ground to try and find Chris and Dora. It was time for the final dueling practice teacher Martin was waiting.

'Where in the hell did they go?' She thought in annoyance. They have to go international in a days, and the guy is still relaxed as while she's working her @ss out in tension, nervousness and anxiety.

But she suddenly stopped her steps when she finally found them and she bit her lip in annoyance. Dora was looking sad while Chris had his arms around as he patting her back soothingly.

'Relax!' Fleur Chided herself mentally. 'It's common to hug between friends, right?' She chided herself for feeling envious over that.

'After all, I can do that too, right?' She wondered. Now, Fleur really wanted to try.

But for now, she quickly called out to them to stop the scene in front of her with two imaginary horns on her head. Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

"Hey you two! It's time for the final practice!" She yelled from a distance. And when he broke apart, Fleur somehow felt quite accomplished.

But, to her annoyance, Chris still kept an arm around Dora as he walked towards her.

'That pedophile isn't even resisting!' Fumed Fleur, looking at Dora who was leaning into Chris.

Fleur huffed and walked away alone. 'If that's friends, then I should also try it,' she decided.

...

A day earlier

Camille and Durant were having a serious discussion.

"He's awfully independent," Camille was saying, "He's been sneaking out of the manor grounds at night many times," she said, recalling the times she found his scent just heading out of the manor grounds.

(Though she didn't know, but she was talking about the times when Chris would head out to steal precious materials for his projects from bad muggles.)

Durant frowned, "That can't do. We can't protect him if he's always wandering around on his own,"

Hearing that, Camille had an expression as if she was recalling something bizzare, "Though... we're not even sure if he needs our protection," she murmured, recalling the scene which she witnessed a month ago.

At that, Durant had to agree, "He's a lot stronger than he shows. A lot," that much, even he could tell. His observation skills are something Durant has always prided himself in. But he was curious to know what Camille what Camille knew, "What did you find out?" he asked.

Camille sighed. Due to her Advaned hearing, she was picking up an abnormal sounds at a particular time every night. So once she waited and see what he's upto.

And what she saw absolutely surprised her,

Durant clicked his tongue. He was trying not to use his sadistic wife's method who just loves drama. Thus, he once again tried normally.

"Every Single Time. . Call it a hunch of a world champion, but I know that you're very very strong. I need you to stop holding back now."

But Chris just shook his head, "I can't be stronger than this. I'm only 13," he answered patiently.

He didn't want to be a monster.

He looked at his mom. Even though Dora knows the full extent of his abilities and doesn't fear him but she still feels inferior now. So, he isn't sure how his mom would see him as after she knows some, not even the full extent.

Durant frowned. Ordinary tactics aren't working.

"If that's the case, then you're quite weak compared to her," he pointed at Dora.

Chris frowned but didn't say anything. He didn't want to accept it. Dora knew he was strong, and even he knew he was strong. But his pride was still triggered.

Durant continued, "Let me tell you. There are people around the world who're stronger than what you've shown us until now, so don't think you're special with just this. You are nothing."

Chris still didn't say anything. Though he was a contemplating showing off a bit more.

"Can we start?"

Though Durant didn't stop talking, "If you're this weak, then did she only become good friends with you for your inherited wealth?"

"???"

He shouldn't have said that.

Chris sighed as he raised his hands into the air in surrender.

"Look dad, I know what you're trying to do, but you're words are really off the mark since you have incomplete information. And..." he scratched his head in embarrassment, "Um... all this shouldn't be coming from a man who gets beaten up by his wife,"

"pfft," Camille couldn't contain her laughter. She was expecting a backlash, but she never thought Chris would be this brutal.

Appoline put both of her hands on her mouth as it formed into an O.

"Damn," muttered Sebastian.

"But... you picked the right subject... I'll give you that. So... your purpose is achieved," said Chris as he cracked his neck.

The subject: Dora. He knew this would get him triggered even with empty words. He could control himself if the situation was important, but...

Chris looked around the room. Everyone here had decent occlumency and Gabrielle and Esme were out playing.

He was alright with it as long as his parents don't once again start suspecting him not being their son.

He looked at his mom, "Mom, how would you feel if I turn out to be abnormally strong?" He asked straightforwardly.

Camille smiled, "No one would be happier than me,"

Chris turned to Durnant, "What about you, dad? I remember you pointing your wand at me when we first met. Are you completely sure by that I'm your son? I don't want to be suspected later. And also, can you handle me being abnormally strong?"

For the first time, Durant grinned.

'Now we're talking,'

He can tell that Chris is serious now.

"You ARE my son. 100%," he said, "And even if you turn out to be stronger than me, no one would be prouder," he said truthfully.

Chris sighed in relief. Things got clear now. Turns out, he was worried for nothing.

He supposed that he can reveal a bit more, especially considering the fact that his mom's been worried for something, and it might reassure her if he showed some of his power.

For the first time against a human opponent, Chris drew his golden wand, thus removing his first limiter.

'Let's see how many limiters I'll remove in this fight,'

He was a bit excited to see just how much he'll use.

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A.N.: Please give POWERSTONES as it motives me to write better and make extra time for writing. R-18 chapter decision is still hanging.

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