37 Recruit

During that day, Ethan made a stop at a clothing store for Myra to get better clothing that fit her. Once they arrived, Myra got quite a few stares from men and women alike due to her size, however, no one could deny that she was still a beauty.

A lot of the clothes proved to be a bit tight on her causing her to buy a few clothing sets from the men section.

Watching all of this, Ethan started to think it would be great to have someone to make specially made clothes for them. Perhaps he should look into recruiting people for their team.

He says team, but anyone looking at it from the outside would tell him that, "That's not a team! That's a harem!"

Ethan wouldn't quite deny it nor would he admit it as he still feels a bit embarrassed by it, but he wouldn't change it for the world especially now with Raven thrown into the mix.

The young half-dragon somewhat already had his hands full with his two mates, but the desire of obtaining the Raven burned even more now. Raven could feel his gaze on her from time to time and honestly, she felt slightly moved.

Here was a man that was desiring her even with her origins and the threat of death looming overhead. She could tell that he wasn't just lusting for her body but wanted everything she had to offer. Her demon half seemed to be reacting more as she could feel it trying to break out more than usual.

'Perhaps...no...keep your eyes on your goal.' Raven thought while walking back to the RV, she needed to keep her mind occupied...with gaming.

As they continued to shop a brown-haired man dressed in business casual summoned the courage to approach the amazonian woman with a job opportunity.

"I have to say, I have seen no one like you and I think with your beauty you could really make it out there in the model world with me as your manager of course." The man smiled, giving his most professional smile.

"Will this help master?" Myra asked.

"Master? What are you a maid?" He asked with a complex expression on his face.

"A maid? I'm not sure what that is, but I belong solely to him and I wish to be beside him for the rest of my life." She smiled, placing a hand over her chest.

"Must be a lucky guy." The man sighed, scratching his head a bit. 'I guess I should talk to her master for permission? Jeez..that's weird.'

"So, who is your master?" He asked.

Myra immediately turned around, "Master!' She shouted, waving her hand in the air drawing everyone's attention to the man who was accompanied by Harley who immediately groaned from hearing her voice.

" You can just ignore her-"

"Master! Over here! I'm calling you!" Myra continued to shout until Ethan walked over with a wry smile.

"Yes?" Ethan answered.

"Hello, my name is Mark. I'm part of the FML Agency and I scout for talent. I came across this lovely lady and wonder if she could perhaps try out to be one of our models." Mark explained while handing over his business card.

( A/N: It means Forever Model Life! It's not a cry out for help I swear! )

"Would you be interested in it? Actually, while I got you. I would also like to invite you as well." The recruiter said.

"Tempting...but I will have to pass. " Ethan shook his head. "I got more important things to do."

Mark started to panic, "H-hold on! I promise you won't regret working with us and I'll guarantee that you'll be famous in no time. "

"Hey, He already said no. Can't you listen?" Harley scowled, scaring him a bit.

"That's something I don't need right now." Ethan sighed, handing the card back, however, the man would stop him.

"O-oh...Please keep it if you change your mind, you can just contact me with the number. I promise you, you won't regret it." Mark insisted.

Ethan thought for a moment before speaking, "Hmm...I tell you what...if you can introduce me to a talented clothes designer then I may reconsider this."

Mark practically jumped for joy, "Really?! Wow, that's too e-"

Ethan put his hand up, "No not someone from your agency. I need someone who is at the top of their craft and I'm willing to spend a lot of money on it."

"Well, now that stinks..." Mark sighed, dropping his shoulders in defeat. 'I'm really in a bind...if I don't find some talent then the agency is liable to fire me...They told me I had till the end of this month...note to self don't date your boss's daughter even if she has a nice set of...you know what off-topic...who could I find?'

After a few minutes of silence, Mark would finally answer, "If you give me two-no! One week and I think I can find someone to help you out."

"I suppose that's good enough."

"What can I call you?" Mark curiously asked, grabbing a piece of paper and pen out of his messenger bag.

"You can call me Ethan and this is Myra...and-"

"Harley." The villainess interrupted as she puffed out her cheeks. 'Am I not pretty enough to be scouted?' She mentally asked Ethan while giving him the puppy eyes.

'You don't need to make me feel bad to call you pretty.' He replied back as he gently pecked her lips.

'Heh!~' The villainess stuck her tongue out before hopping into his arms so that she was carried like a princess.

"I think we're done here, Let's go."

Once Ethan gave Mark his information, he would pay for their stuff and leave to get back on the road.

"Now...let's see if I can convince that old lady...She'll surely help me if she knows my livelihood is at stake...right? Fuck me right...Was getting a piece of ass worth it, Mark? Was it?..... Yep, definitely worth it." Mark nodded before pulling out his phone to make a few calls.

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The group was back on the road again with Harley at the wheel. "So, why did you entertain that guy? Why did you want to meet a clothes designer?" The villainess asked Ethan as he stood up behind her.

"My last uniform was ruined during that explosion, and I would like to have another one if possible," Ethan answered, kissing her cheek.

("That uniform was a gift for you! And you ruined it by being stupid!") Tydris shouted in his mind.

'And I'm still reflected on that...a little..'

("Grr...")

"Mmm~ Honeybun as a male model? I don't think I could stand it. I don't want others to look at your body. " Harley groaned as she frowned quite a bit.

"Look at this way, they can only look, but not touch," Pamela chuckled a bit while she was flipping through a magazine in the lounge area beside Myra who was using the laptop she was taught to use not too long ago.

The dragon guard was using the search engine to look up maids as she was curious about it when Mark brought it up. 'Oh...I see now...I think I saw these in some of those films...but I don't remember their dresses being so short..?'

"Anyways things aside, we should be coming up on Washington D.C in less than a day." Ethan sighed as he sat down on the couch beside Pamela who quickly laid her head on his lap to use him as a pillow while she continued to read.

"What do you think about these clothes? I think they would look cute for a little girl." Pamela grinned while showing him the page she was looking at.

"Why have you been looking at baby clothes? You're not pregnant or anything are you?" Harley shouted back.

"Yeah," Pamela replied plainly.

Harley nodded, "Oh, that's good-WHAT THE FUCK?!!" The villainess immediately pressed the button for auto piolet and shot up out of the driver's seat to confront the redhead.

"You're lying! Please tell me you're lying! Ethan! Tell me she's lying!!" Harley screamed, shaking his shoulder almost violently as he wryly smiled.

"She's not lying..." He replied.

"Hehe~ You're too slow, looks like I'm going to be the first~," Pamela smirked as she embraced Ethan's waist.

"NOOOOOooooooooo!"

Several hours pass since the others learned of Pamela's pregnancy.

Myra was excited, Raven was indifferent because she already knew, and Harley tried to get Ethan's pants off several times as he tried to cultivate. She was determined to have his baby to the point she was going to take him right in front of everyone.

However, enough was enough, and eventually, Pamela decided to tie her up with her vines from the plants placed in the RV so that Ethan could focus on tackling the threshold to the 3rd stage. Tydris was excited as he was prepared to teach Ethan all of the best spells.

"Come on let me go! I won't do anything anymore!" Harley pleaded knowing full well that she was lying. "I have to pee!"

"Here you go," Pamela said dropping a bucket underneath her.

Harley started to squirm, "You psychopathic bitch!!"

"I don't think you have the right to call me that." The redhead laughed almost maniacally as she walked away to sit back on the couch to look at her magazines.

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Soon nightfall came and they decided to park in another truck stop which was fairly empty for the night after getting permission. Things would eventually calm down as they prepared to go sleep, Harley tried to get Ethan to go to bed with her, but he refused to cultivate longer as he feels he was so close.

And so he would walk out to join Raven on the roof as she did her nightly meditations which were her substitutes for sleep. Ethan had cultivated around the half-demon while she was meditating a few times and somehow the energy flowed within him much easier whenever he was around her during those times.

However, when he went to join her, he would notice that Raven's forehead was racked with sweat whilst gritting her teeth as if she was experiencing massive amounts of pain.

"Azarath...M-Metrion Zinthos!!.." Her voice sounded a bit weak causing Ethan to become worried about her well-being.

"Raven-"

"Don't! Leave me alone!" She shouted through her teeth as she started to go through a few changes. Her original skin started to turn crimson red as horns started to form on top of her head as her two more eyes appear on her face.

Raven...

Raven...

Give in Raven...

Come to me...

The half-demon would hear a familiar voice inside of her head, one she hoped to not hear for the rest of her natural life. Unfortunately, there are times when the owner of the voice tries to contact her causing her demon-half to spiral out of control a bit. All she needs to do is focus and meditate for the rest of the night.

'I must look revolting to him...why do I even care...' She frowned as she continued to chant.

("I sense another presence around her.") Tydris said.

'Trigon?..' Ethan thought before he suddenly turned as his eyes flashed red while he glared in a certain direction

A boy dressed in a suit appeared seemingly out of nowhere with a fairly large orange cat wrapped around his neck, "And here I thought I was being sneaky. But I guess it's more fun this way right Teekl?"

*Meow*

"I thought Ghoulman sent the best to get what I require, but they were taking so looong and I'm bored. You don't mind do you?" The boy with jet black hair styled in a way that gave him horns started to grin as red fire enveloped his hands.