[22] With Great Power Comes….

Chapter 22: With Great Power Comes….

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In many religions, the consumption of alcohol was strictly forbidden. 

In this world where gods were real and their influences tangible, one ought to wonder the reason behind these strict religious decrees. Why was alcohol dubbed as such a poison?

The answer was simple, it lay in the fundamental nature of humanity—people were, at their core, flawed and weak. Setting aside the obvious health implications, intoxication made humans vulnerable, and susceptible to the wicked schemes of others.

Enrique had long ago acknowledged this truth and cultivated a strong tolerance for alcohol. Thankfully that had carried over to this world too, from his previous one. What he hated most was losing control, to letting others exploit him in his weakened state. 

So, he turned the tables, becoming the predator who took advantage in this state—where he was strong, and others were not. This was when he could easily impose his will upon someone else.

"Mmhmm~" Ava moaned softly as Enrique's lips brushed against the nape of her neck. She was seated on his lap, fully clothed, her arms wrapped gently around him. One of his hands rested on her thigh, while the other was placed possessively on her chest. He could feel her heart racing beneath his touch.

"W-we shouldn't…" Ava stammered, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. "This isn't right. I can't do this to Anna… ahhn~" Her protests were cut short when Enrique's hand slipped between her legs, pressing down and making her body shiver with a sweet moan.

He squeezed her breast, pinching her nipple through the fabric of her clothes, and lightly bit her neck, earning another gasp from deep within her. "Your moans are fucking sweet," Enrique growled into her ear, his voice laced with lust and dominance.

"D-don't say such things…" Ava whimpered, her body betraying her as it responded to his touch, her mind clouded by the haze of alcohol and desire. 

She knew she shouldn't be doing this, her loyalty to Anna as a friend warring with the primal urges Enrique was stirring within her. Yet, with each touch, each whispered word, her resistance crumbled a little more.

Enrique could sense her internal struggle, and it fueled his hunger. He was a master at this game, and he knew it was only a matter of time before Ava succumbed completely, surrendering to the pleasure he offered. And he was more than willing to take his time, to savor each sweet moan and gasp he coaxed from her lips. After all, the night was young, and he was in no hurry.

****

A blunder. That's what this was. 

Ava realized she might have made an error in her judgment when she decided to drink alone with Enrique. Perhaps she had placed too much trust in him after their day of casual interaction. That was her mistake. She forgot that this was the same man who juggled two superheroines as if he was their master, as if it were his birthright that he owned them.

Their conversation was supposed to be about their past, so how did they end up in this situation? Oh, right… it started when he began inquiring about her past relationships when he discovered she was still untouched.

This wicked man had begun to touch her at some point during their conversation, and she hadn't even noticed until she found herself moaning on his lap. Enrique kissed her from the nape of her neck to her chin, his large arms wrapped around her, holding her in place. She could only moan as his lips trailed upwards, eventually capturing her own.

Ava resisted for a fleeting second before yielding. She felt too good, her mind overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body. She allowed him to suck on her soft, red lips, a gentle moan escaping her as she sat on his lap.

"Mhmm…"

Maybe this was alright… just a drunken mistake. Neither of them would remember in the morning, and even if Enrique did, she could pretend she didn't. It was fine, she told herself. For tonight, she would let her body take control.

"Kiss me back," Enrique commanded, his tongue slipping into her mouth and prodding hers. 

Ava hesitated for a moment, even though she had already decided to let go. Soon, she was kissing him back, their tongues clashing and wrestling for dominance. The battle raged on until Ava faltered, his hand slipping under her pants and rubbing her clit, making her eyes flutter and a moan escape her lips.

"Alright, time for your other lips," Enrique declared, standing up and holding her by the shoulders. He deposited her onto the couch, pulling her pants and panties down to her knees, and lifted her body upwards by her waist.

With her face down on the couch and her ass in the air, Enrique opened his mouth and descended upon her. "Oh God, where are you—f-fuck, why does this feel so—ahhn~" Ava gasped as his tongue slipped inside her wetness.

Enrique placed his hands on her ass, squeezing her firm cheeks as he feasted on her. Nearly a minute later, sensing her impending climax, he stopped. Ava, drunk and craving more, looked up at him with submissive eyes.

"...Why stop there?" she asked softly, her voice laced with desire and a newfound need for him to continue. She was putty in his hands, and she knew it. For tonight, she was his to command, his to control. And she wouldn't have it any other way.

****

She is entirely drunk on alcohol and pleasure. Perfect. Enrique thought, his gaze roving over Ava's flushed body. He picked her up, flew her to her room, and tossed her onto her bed. She moaned upon impact, but her misery was about to morph into ecstasy.

Enrique ordered, "Face down," his voice a low growl as he climbed onto the bed behind her. His clothes dissolved into his chest, disappearing with a vortex-like animation, leaving him naked and ready. He stood behind her, her ass poised in the air like an offering.

"You're dripping wet. How filthy," he murmured, spanking her ass with both hands, leaving pink prints on her pale flesh. He roughly flicked a finger against her wet cunt, drawing out a desperate moan from deep within her. Enrique licked his glistening finger, savoring her taste, as he positioned his dick at her entrance.

Slowly, he began to push inside, spreading her virgin cunt wide. Ava whimpered, clutching onto the bedsheet as her body stretched to accommodate his gigantic cock. Instinctively, she arched her back, creating an alluring curve that stoked Enrique's primal desires. With a grunt, he buried his entire length inside her.

"Hnnng…! T-too big!" Ava cried out, but the White Tiger's Amulet she wore dulled the pain, leaving only pleasure in its wake. Her brain short-circuited, her lips uttering nothing but moans as her wet pussy molded itself to the shape of his cock.

"Listen to your voice now. So sweet. So unlike your usual bitchy tone," Enrique taunted, spanking her firm ass again. "It seems you're more likable with a cock filling you up." Ava could only moan in response, her body trembling with need.

Grinning, Enrique gripped her butt and began to move, pulling his waist backward before slamming forward again. Her soft ass slapped against his strong hips, jiggling rhythmically as he fucked her from behind. Each powerful thrust shook her body, pushing her closer to the edge. Ava's life had been filled with sorrow since her brother's death, but as Enrique pounded into her, all that weight seemed to vanish into thin air.

"Fuck—this is so—good—harder!" she screamed, her voice hoarse with desire. Enrique complied, his thrusts growing stronger, his cock slapping against her wet flesh louder, creating obscene sounds that filled the room. Ava matched his rhythm, moving her ass back and forth, desperate to feel more of him.

"Turn around," Enrique commanded, his voice a husky growl. With a swift and powerful motion, he twisted Ava's body, his cock still buried deep inside her, making her lay on her back. He locked his fingers with hers, pinning her hands beside her head as he leaned down to capture her lips in a fierce, dominating kiss. Ava's eyes fluttered closed, cloudy with lust, her body arching up to meet his as she wrapped her free hand around his neck, pulling him closer.

Their tongues clashed, wrestling for control as Enrique's hips continued to move, his cock drilling into her with relentless precision. Ava moaned into his mouth, her breath hitching as he hit a particularly sensitive spot deep inside her. "Oh, fuck, Enrique… right there," she gasped, her nails digging into the back of his neck, leaving half-moon indentations in their wake.

Enrique chuckled darkly, breaking their kiss to trail his lips down her jaw, nipping and sucking at her sensitive flesh. "You like that, don't you, little tigress?" he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. "You like feeling my cock deep inside you, hitting all the right spots."

Ava could only whimper in response, her body writhing beneath him as her inner walls began to tighten around his cock. Enrique groaned, feeling her velvety heat gripping him like a vice, her juices coating his length, making him slick and ready. "That's it, baby," he coaxed, his voice a low rumble. "Cum for me. Don't hold it in."

As if on command, Ava's orgasm ripped through her, her inner walls clamping down on him as a rush of wetness burst outwards. Her moan was loud and long, her voice gentler than he had ever heard it, a sweet symphony of surrender. Her body twitched and trembled beneath him, her eyes rolling back as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

Simultaneously, Enrique pulled out, his cock throbbing and pulsing as hot seed shot forward, painting her tummy white with his essence. He threw his head back, a groan escaping his lips as his body shuddered with the force of his own release. "Haah… fuck, Ava," he breathed out gently, looking down at her sleepy, sated expression, her body glistening with a mix of their sweat and his seed.

"Grab your legs," he ordered, pushing her legs upwards. Ava complied, using her hands to hold her knees in place. "Where did that unamused expression and sassy personality of yours go, I wonder? Apologize."

"S-sorry…" Ava gulped, looking away. "For acting like… a bitch with you."

"Good girl," Enrique growled, pinching her hard nipple through her tight t-shirt, making her groan. Her eyes shook with a mix of pain and pleasure, and her moans only grew louder when his cock pushed inside her again.

Enrique sealed her lips with a fierce kiss, his hips rising and falling, slamming into her with renewed vigor. Her ass jiggled, her tits bounced, and her slutty moans filled the room, a symphony of their primal fucking. 

The night continued, with the two white tigers mating, the stronger one claiming the weaker one, using mind-numbing pleasure to put her in her place. Each thrust, each kiss, each moan was a marking of their raw, carnal desire, a dance of dominance and submission that would leave them both forever changed.

X-x-X

Greer Nelson stirred as the first light of dawn began to creep in through the window, casting a warm glow on her face. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and swung her legs out of bed, her mind already racing with thoughts of the night before. She hurriedly made her way to Enrique's room, her heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and dread.

Pausing at his door, she took a deep breath before pushing it open. Her eyes widened as she saw him walking out of the bathroom, a towel slung low around his waist. The sight of his chiseled body, still damp from the shower, made her mouth go dry.

"Ah…" she stammered, her cheeks flushing with heat.

Enrique looked up, a smirk playing on his lips. "Looking for Ava? She's in her room," he said, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down Greer's spine.

She nodded quickly, her heart hammering in her chest as she turned and rushed out of the room. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts as she made her way to Ava's room, her feet moving as if on autopilot.

As she pushed open the door, the scent of sex hit her like a slap in the face. She blushed, her eyes scanning the room before landing on the bed. There, she found Ava, naked and fast asleep, her body marked with the evidence of their night together. Greer's breath hitched, her stomach twisting with a mix of envy and concern.

She stood there for a long minute, her eyes roving over Ava's sleeping form. The sheets were tangled around her legs, and her dark hair was splayed out across the pillow, a stark contrast to her pale skin. Greer could see the faint bruises on her hips, the red marks on her neck, and the glistening remnants of their passion between her thighs.

"Ah, fuck," Greer whispered, her voice barely audible. 

Her mind was a battleground of emotions. Should she feel sorry for Ava, taken advantage of in her drunken state, sent to that state by her friends? Or should she be jealous that Ava had been fucked so thoroughly, so completely, that she still wore the evidence of it like a badge of honor?

Greer's own body ached with need, her nipples hardening beneath her thin nightshirt as she imagined Enrique's hands on her, his mouth on her skin. She remembered the feel of his cock inside her, the way he filled her so completely that she thought she might burst. 

She had never been fucked like that before, with such raw, primal intensity. And now, seeing Ava like this, she couldn't help but want it again. She just hoped Ava would appreciate it too.

She was here to wake up the girl, but she chose to return without doing so.

****

When Ava Ayala woke up, her mind was in a fog of confusion. She blinked, her eyes adjusting to the sunlight filtering through the window. What happened last night? Her brow furrowed as she tried to piece together the fragments of her memory.

As she took a deep breath, the scent of chestnut filled her nose, a remnant of Enrique's cologne that clung to her skin. Her system jolted fully awake, and she noticed the dull ache between her legs, a testament to the night's activities. The memories came flooding back, and she let out a long, resigned sigh.

"...Sigh."

Her fantasy of forgetting everything was just that—a fantasy. 

She had hoped that Enrique would also forget, but his absence spoke volumes. He wasn't here, which meant he remembered everything. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead as nervousness coursed through her veins.

How could she have done such a thing with Enrique? The weight of her actions settled on her like a heavy blanket. What would Anna think of her? After messing up this badly, how was she any different from Greer? The thought made her stomach churn with guilt and shame.

I… No, how will I show myself to Enrique after all the names I called him last night? Her mind raced with the memories of their heated exchange, the dirty names he made her call him, the stuff he made her admit. Yet, despite all that, the night had been… incredible.

It felt good. Really good. She had never experienced such pleasure in her entire life. Today, her shoulders didn't feel heavy, a burden she had carried ever since her brother died. She felt refreshed, rejuvenated even. The sex had been so good that it had chased away any hint of a hangover, despite the amount she had drunk the night before.

But… was it worth it? Enrique wasn't her lover. What they did last night was a one-time thing. She couldn't imagine herself working things out with him like Greer had. So, for a single night of pleasure, was the aftermath worth it? The question gnawed at her, a relentless tug-of-war between her desires and her conscience.

Ava released a long, heavy sigh and pushed herself up from the bed. She walked to the bathroom attached to the room, her steps slow and measured. She needed to make a decision, and soon. The weight of her actions pressed down on her, and she knew she couldn't hide from the consequences forever.

As she stood in front of the mirror, she took a good, hard look at herself. Her eyes were clear, her skin flushed with a healthy glow. She looked… different. The sex had changed something in her, awakened a part of her that she hadn't known existed. But with that awakening came a new set of problems.

She turned on the shower, the sound of the water filling the room as she stepped under the spray. The hot water cascaded down her body, washing away the remnants of the night before. But no matter how hard she scrubbed, she couldn't wash away the memories, the feelings that lingered like a ghost, haunting her every thought.

What will Anna do, if she learns about this?

****

"Ava, breakfast is ready." Two knocks echoed through the door, and Ava sighed, her shoulders slumping as she sat on the edge of the bed. She had been out of the shower for a while but had been delaying the inevitable.

"...Coming, Greer," she finally replied, pulling herself off the bed and wrapping a towel around her damp hair. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come.

Outside her room, Greer waited, leaning against the wall with a knowing smirk that made Ava's blood boil. "Awh, you don't look amused," Greer said, blinking innocently. "Didn't you enjoy last—"

Ava cut her off with a grunt, walking past her and down the stairs. She wasn't in the mood to deal with Greer's teasing, not after everything that had happened. Her heart pounded in her chest as she reached the dining room, freezing on the spot when she saw Enrique and Anna sitting at the table.

Anna was chattering cheerfully, her eyes sparkling with innocence and trust. It made Ava's heart ache to see her like that, completely oblivious to the monster sitting beside her. Enrique, on the other hand, was the picture of nonchalance, sipping his coffee as if nothing had happened. As if he hadn't fucked Ava senseless just hours before.

Ava schooled her features into a blank expression, unwilling to let Enrique see the turmoil inside her. She walked over to the table, her hands clenched into fists at her sides.

"Hi, Ava!" Anna greeted her warmly, a bright smile on her face.

"Morning, Ayala," Enrique said casually, his eyes meeting hers for a brief moment before returning to his coffee. Ava was taken aback by his calm demeanor, but she understood why. He didn't want Anna to know what a cheating bastard he was.

Unfortunately for him, Ava wasn't about to play along. "I am sorry, Anna," Ava said, standing stiffly beside the table. "I… slept with Enrique last night."

Greer, who had just entered the room, paused mid-step, her eyes widening in shock. Enrique choked on his coffee, his calm facade crumbling as he stared at Ava in disbelief.

"...I see," Anna said after a moment of silence, her voice surprisingly calm. "Take a seat, breakfast is getting cold."

Ava's expression turned confused and baffled. "Did you not hear me correctly? I said I slept with—"

"I heard you, no need to repeat yourself," Anna interrupted, her voice firm. "Why are you even telling me that? Does it change anything?"

Ava sighed, covering her face with her hands. "Oh, Anna. What has he done to you?"

Anna frowned, her brows furrowing as she looked at Ava. "He saved me. Twice. We are in an open relationship, so it's not cheating. I don't mind if he sleeps with others. That was established at the start of our relationship. Of course, I myself will never do that sort of stuff."

Ava stared at Anna, her mouth agape. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She turned to Greer for backup, but the older woman looked uncomfortable, her eyes shifting away from Ava's gaze.

"I mean… it may just be her kink?" Greer said, her voice barely above a whisper. "That she doesn't mind sharing? It's not that uncommon of a kink amidst people. Maybe we should just respect her choice instead of blaming Enrique?"

"Greer, what the fuck?!" Ava exclaimed, taking a step back. "What happened to you? It's just been two weeks since… Holy shit, are you taking his side because you liked him in bed?"

Greer flinched at Ava's outburst, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Ava couldn't believe what she was seeing. Greer, her friend and mentor, was siding with Enrique. It felt like a betrayal, a slap in the face.

"Okay, Ava," Anna said, slamming her hand on the table lightly. "Stop reacting so hard. Why are you even telling me that you slept with him? What do you want to achieve by sharing that with me? If it's just because you think he's taking advantage of me—then please, for God's sake, shut the hell up! It's my life, and it's my choice that I am by his side. Mind your own business."

Silence fell over the living room like a heavy blanket, the air thick with tension. Ava stared at Anna, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe how naive Anna was being, how brainwashed she seemed. It made her sick to her stomach.

Enrique, on the other hand, held back a sigh, his expression unreadable. Ava couldn't tell what he was thinking, but she knew one thing for sure—she wasn't going to let him get away with this. She wasn't going to let him manipulate and use Anna like this.

She took a deep breath, her resolve hardening. She would find a way to expose Enrique to the monster he was, no matter what it took. And she would save Anna from his clutches, even if it meant going against Greer.

As she sat down at the table, her eyes met Enrique's, and she saw a challenge in their depths. She accepted that challenge, her gaze steady and unyielding. The battle lines had been drawn, and Ava was ready to fight.

****

He may have underestimated Ava's mental strength. Of course, Enrique didn't expect her to become his puppy after a night, but he did expect her to stay shy and meek for the next few days—compared to her direct outburst today.

At this rate, she'd want to leave us. Pity. Enrique thought. He didn't want that, he couldn't let that happen. The White Tiger's Amulet was too valuable, for himself too. So, he decided to speak for the first time.

"Alright. Ignoring Anna's brass words, I do share one of her questions in common. What do you wish to get from revealing our actions last night's actions?" Enrique asked as he stood up slowly.

"...I wanted to let Anna know what sort of man you are, that you are taking advantage of her. So that I can bring her to my side and leave this place," Ava said, frowning at his approaching figure. "She could have joined me and Greer to live with us. We girls would have taken care of ourselves." 

Ava continued. "...That's what my plan was. Except now, it seems you manipulated her so well that she doesn't care that you don't love her."

"Ava-!"

Anna was about to yell hearing her last line, but Enrique patted her back to stop her. He then walked over to Ava, towering over her.

"I am not going to try to prove my feelings for her. That's beyond this conversation. My point is, rather—do you not feel ashamed saying you'd leave without completing your end of the deal?" Enrique said. "It has not been a month yet, you know? The promised period hasn't ended yet."

"...."

"I removed the Hand from your trails, yet you plan to run away without completing your end of the deal?"

Ava's expression turned sour. She seemingly didn't have any reply, before she opened her mouth a second later. "...You didn't leave us any choice, by being the douchebag who takes advantage of drunk girls-"

"Miss Ayala." Enrique cut her off. "Last night, I had two girls waiting in their bed to embrace me if I asked them to. Why in the world would I take advantage of you? Are you certain it wasn't you who seduced me?"

"W-What the–?! I would never!" Ava's face turned to display her incredulous shock as she took a step back.

"Exactly." Enrique sat down on top of the dining table. "Then how can you say I was the one who took advantage of you? We are both adults, you have no right to say I was the one who took advantage of you. If I say so myself, it seems to me that you were just jealous that you didn't have a cock to play with unlike the other two. So you used the excuse of being drunk and got laid."

"You scum!" Ava took a step forward and threw her hand in the air, launching it on Enrique's cheek— but a hand stopped her own before it could land. "...?!"

"...Let's not get violent, Ava," Greer said with a weird expression on her face as she held Ava's hand in the air. "It will not end in your favor."

Ava was about to open her mouth to express her surprise when Greer stopped her, but hearing the last line Ava paused. 

Greer just said 'Your favor' not 'Our favor'.

"...Greer. You don't plan to come with me if I leave?" Ava looked stunned. "Greer?"

Greer's eyes twitched as she began to look extremely guilty, but her hand still held onto Ava's.

"Wow." Ava yanked her hand free and took a step back, her shock slowly turning into a mocking smirk. "Just wow. After knowing each other for a year and a half… you do this to me?"

"Stop blaming her, she is making the right choice. Greer Nelson is a part of my new Superhero team, she has chosen to save people, unlike a certain somebody who is busy judging me." Enrique stepped forward to Greer's save, giving the tiger woman a gentle squeeze on her shoulder.

Ava scoffed. "Are you sure it's not because she's just another girl you manipulated, who just so conveniently has matching powers to yours?"

Releasing Greer right away, he approached Ava who stood steeled to her spot, unmoving and wearing a frown.

"Now, if you're going to leave for sure," he said, ignoring her words as he reached out a hand. "Then leave the Amulet behind."

"Enrique?!" Greer burst out on the side, but Enrique didn't heed her. All the while, Ava's frown only deepened.

In truth, Enrique didn't want Ava to leave. More precisely though, he didn't want the magical Amulet to leave his reach. 

Last night felt good, better than what he felt with Greer even. But sex wasn't the most important thing in his life, so it wasn't sex that made him think this way. 

Just that, he felt stronger; just a little, but he was sure he felt stronger. Chances were high that it had something to do with the chi within the amulet, as mentioned by Reid. After all, it had Chi inside it. Ki, Qi, Chi, whatever people called it.

Every living being had chi. Keeping that in consideration, perhaps his chi reacted with the Amulet's Chi, due to the similarities in power. Some Yin-Yang stuff he read in the stories when he was young might have unfolded here? Because of that, perhaps both he and Ava benefited a little from last night's activities.

So, it would be a bummer to let the Amulet leave the house. Ava could leave, she was pretty annoying anyway, but her Amulet could not. It was too valuable to just let go. Over time, just having simple sex, may make his base form a lot stronger, and that was very valuable.

"It's my deceased brother's last gift for me," Ava said, her throat dry. "I am not giving it away."

Enrique didn't retract his hand. "With great power comes great responsibility, and you are not taking that responsibility. The White Tiger's Amulet isn't your family heirloom, you do know that, correct? Rather than being with a person like you, it's better for it to be in our hands. That power needs to be in a responsible hand such as ours. We save people as a job, and the Amulet will help us continue doing that job better."

Ava looked furious, with her eyes red and wet, but she didn't say anything.

"That does not belong to you, Ava." Enrique insisted. "I heard the full story from Greer. Before death, your brother gave the Amulet to a close friend of his. The Dojo Master. He was supposed to give you the amulet when you are ready, that's why he began training you. Six months ago, he indeed gave you the amulet. But did that consequently mean that you were ready? No. He gave it away because there was no other way around it. After all, he was on the verge of death. 

Before that, your brother found the Amulet from somewhere else. He was the great hero White Tiger. But have you ever played the role of that Hero? No. So you don't deserve that power, Ava Ayala."

"S-shut up, you!" Ava clutched the amulet hanging from her neck, her eyes red. "This is my-"

Enrique interrupted her firmly. "Aren't you guilty for sleeping with the man that Anna loves? Isn't that why the whole fuss began? Do us a favor and apologize to Anna by giving her the Amulet. You don't deserve it, and she does, because she risks her life 7 days a week to keep people safe and well."

"...."

"A power like that will increase her chances of survivability. Since she doesn't have any real power without touching people, a thing that she hates to do." Enrique insisted. "So I say, hand it over. Since you are so sorry and feel pity for her, give her the power that she deserves."

"...I-"

"Don't you dare say you will work yourself to deserve it, using the excuse that you will start being a Superhero soon. That's just an excuse. Why have you never used it to save people in the last six months? Let me answer it for you—because you're not worthy of it, because you don't have the mentality for it. No, you should start college instead."

"...."

"Miss Ayala, hand it over. We will take care of saving things on this side."

The room was eerily silent when Enrique finished. Anna looked stupefied while Greer looked guilty, both knowing this wasn't the right thing to do. Yet, none said anything in defense of Ava.

"...Fine," Ava's eyes regained focus as she walked over to Anna. "I will give it to her." 

"Thank you."

"You're right, this will help her more than it helps me, and it will also help the people in need. You may be a bad man, but you are a good Hero. So, fine, Enrique." Ava's eyes were on the verge of tears as she gently took off the amulet from her neck, and placed it on Anna's hand. "Goodbye… and u-use it well."

Then, with no other words exchanged, Ava ran off—escaping through the main door, while leaving a trail of tears behind her.

"Ava…" Anna looked sad and guilty while looking at the door, and at the same time, Greer turned to glare at Enrique.

"I didn't agree with this."

"I know, and I also know why you didn't agree with this. Don't worry, I personally take responsibility for protecting our Ayala from any future threats," Enrique said. "She is not a bad girl, she's just… too naïve for the current world. Maybe one day, she will come back to her senses after the dangers of this universe reveal themselves."

"....You are a piece of shit, you know that?"

"Until then," Enrique ignored her insult and gently put a hand on her shoulder. "Let us allow her to live a normal life; one that is suitable for her."

In one sense, this was the better outcome for Ava Ayala. Enrique just wished that one day, he wouldn't actually have to go save her. Because God, that would be awkward.

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Author Note: Enrique Nova is a piece of shit, and just because he's been a bit soft toward Anna, doesn't mean he's a changed man.

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