Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 199: The Vampire Queen’s Seduction [Part 2]

Warlock Ch 199. The Vampire Queen's Seduction [Part 2]

"I like to think of it as confidence," Damian replied, his grin turning into a playful smirk. "Keeps life interesting."

Victoria's eyes narrowed slightly, and for a split second, Damian thought she might actually be amused. "Interesting," she murmured. "That's one way to describe you."

Damian took a small step closer, testing the waters. "And what's another way?" he asked, his voice low.

Victoria didn't back away, her gaze locked onto his with a sharp intensity. "Reckless," she said simply. "Foolish. Tempting fate without understanding the consequences."

Damian's smirk didn't waver. "Well, they say fortune favors the bold, right?"

Victoria's lips curved into a faint smile, though her eyes remained unreadable. "Perhaps. But boldness can also lead to ruin."

"True," Damian admitted, his voice softening just enough to sound genuine. "But sometimes, it's worth the risk."

Victoria tilted her head slightly, her piercing eyes trailing over him as if she were dissecting every inch of his being. "You seem different," she mused, stopping just a few steps away. "What changed your mind?"

Damian froze, the question catching him off guard. "Changed my mind?" he repeated, buying himself a second to think.

"Don't play coy." Victoria's smile grew sharper. "Before, you were content to stay in the shadows—to observe rather than act. And yet now…" Her gaze lingered on him, her tone turning faintly amused. "There's a fire in you that wasn't there before. So tell me, Damian—what made you change your mind?"

Damian swallowed hard, forcing himself to maintain his composure. "Maybe I just wanted to get to know my generous host a little better," he said smoothly, flashing her his best grin. "Can't a guy be curious? I came to your study once, right?"

Victoria's smile didn't falter. If anything, it deepened, and that made Damian's stomach twist. She wasn't buying it.

"You're charming," she said softly, stepping closer. Damian fought the urge to step back as she closed the distance between them, stopping mere inches away. "I can see why people fall so easily under your spell."

That was a weird compliment. 'This is fine. Totally fine,' Damian told himself, though his heart was starting to race. He knew what she was doing—turning the tables on him. But two could play that game.

"Flattering me already?" Damian teased, his grin widening. "Careful, Victoria. I might think you're the one who's trying to seduce me."

Victoria let out a soft laugh, a sound that sent an involuntary shiver down Damian's spine. "Is that so?" she purred. "Tell me, Damian—are you always this bold, or am I just special?"

Damian smirked, though his fingers curled subtly against the edge of the desk to keep himself steady. "I like to think everyone's special in their own way."

Victoria studied him for a moment longer, her eyes gleaming with something Damian couldn't quite place. Then, as if she'd made a decision, she turned slightly, her movements deliberate and graceful. "You surprise me," she said, her tone suddenly softer. "I didn't expect this side of you. It reminds me of something…" She trailed off, her fingers tracing lightly over the edge of one of the shelves in the room.

Damian didn't like how her voice had shifted. It was too calm, too careful—like she was testing the waters. "Something?" he asked cautiously.

Victoria turned back to face him, her crimson gaze sharp as ever. "You are a Warlock of Eternal Bonds, aren't you?"

The words hit Damian like a thunderclap. His grin froze, his entire body tensing instinctively. "What did you just say?"

"You heard me." Victoria smiled, but there was nothing warm about it. "Warlock of Eternal Bonds—one of the most dangerous titles among your kind. Those who wield magic not just to create, but to bind. To forge connections so strong."

Damian's throat felt dry. He forced himself to laugh, though it came out shakier than he intended. "Wow, you've been doing your homework, huh?"

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Victoria tilted her head, clearly amused by his attempt to play it off. "I've heard stories," she said softly. "Whispers about warlocks who could claim souls, forge contracts, and create unbreakable bonds. It's rare magic. Forbidden, even."

Damian's fingers curled tighter against the desk. "And what if I am?" he said, his voice lower now, more serious. "What's it to you?"

Victoria stepped closer again, and this time, Damian didn't move. Her presence was like a weight pressing down on him, suffocating yet strangely magnetic. "It makes you… intriguing," she murmured. "I wonder, Damian—how many bonds have you forged?"

Damian gritted his teeth, forcing his expression to remain neutral. "Not nearly as many as you think."

Victoria smiled, as if satisfied with that answer. "Good," she said softly. "Because what I'm about to propose is not without risk."

Damian's eyes narrowed. "Risk?"

"A contract," she said smoothly. "One that could benefit us both."

"A contract?" he repeated slowly. "What kind of contract?" he acted innocent. He was shocked that Victoria knew this much, too much…

Victoria's gaze held his, unblinking. "A bond," she said. "One that ties us. A mutual… understanding. It will allow us to share strength, to synchronize our magic. But," she added, her voice dropping to a near-whisper.

Damian's heart thudded in his chest as he processed her words. "And why the hell would I agree to that?"

Victoria's smile returned, slow and deliberate. "Because you want answers, don't you?" she said softly. "You want to know the truth—about me. A bond like this would make it easier. It would grant you access to my strength… and perhaps even to the memories you've been chasing."

Damian swallowed hard. He hated how tempting that sounded. It felt like she was dangling the very thing he wanted most right in front of him, just out of reach.

"And what's in it for you?" he asked carefully.

Victoria's expression turned unreadable. "Let's just say I value alliances. And power shared is power multiplied. Especially if it comes from a great warlock like you…"

Damian hesitated, his mind racing. He knew a trap when he saw one, but at the same time… he knew this was something more… But he couldn't pinpoint what it was.