Jerome of the Bigge Family

When Jerome noticed the newly led couple going towards him, just like the couple, he also fell into the reminiscence of the past. Jerome remembered the academy days which seemed so far in the past, yet he felt like he sat in the same boring magic theory and exciting practice matches together with them just a few weeks ago. Yes, these two have also left a deep impact on Jerome.

To Jerome, Oliver was just a weakling who could not do anything by himself and always relied on other people. But Sigrid, Oliver's little girlfriend, as he usually called her was his rival in the battles. She fought crazily and was very talented in dark magic. Jerome shuddered a bit when thinking about Sigrid's dark magic spells hitting him and inflicting unbearable pain. Sigrid and Alexandra were the only two women near his age who he considered as equals or even more capable than him and these two women were the ones he felt the urge to conquer the most. Jerome's Bigge family's men traditionally are burning with competitive spirit, they love conquering and dominating. These values and traditions are ingrained into Bigge's children from a very young age. The reflection of such characteristics could also be seen on the bodies of the Bigge family's men. In the guild, as outsiders who came from a distant continent a century ago, they stood out like a sore thumb among the others. Usually, their well-built dark bodies exuded a dominating aura inspiring both fear and respect from others. Speaking about conquering, for Bigge's men the act of conquering as many women as they can and bedding them is a goal they strive for. Inside the Bigge family, the hierarchy is dictated by how many strong women has a man bedded and his exploits in battle. Jerome was no different, as the only son of the Bigge family's patriarch he wanted to prove himself in the competitive environment of his family from a young age. Now as an adult, Jerome had one of the most impressive physiques in the whole guild and after leaving the academy he had indeed conquered numerous stunning beauties inside the guild and neighbouring continents. In his sight, now only a few women of high status were left in the guilds worth putting his effort and pursuing. One of these women was now walking towards him together with her husband.

As Oliver and Sigrid walked into a talking distance with Jerome they stopped. Seeing Jerome up closer left an even deeper impression on the couple. Oliver felt even smaller than before raising his head to meet the eyes of the man who always stood in his way. even if Oliver wasn't intimidated by Jerome's large frame he felt overshadowed by his dominating presence.

Meanwhile, Sigrid also looked up to see Jerome's face which radiated the experiences of life and death battles. His Strong jaw combined with his chiselled face of a warrior gave off both charisma and deep determination. She felt conflicted looking at this man who enjoyed bullying her beloved husband Oliver. She hoped that this man who inflicted pain on her soul mate had changed for the better. The longer Sigrid's gaze lingered on Jerome the more vividly she started remembering the excitement he would bring to her in the heat of battles. 

Jerome noticed Sigrid's gaze on him, his hunter eyes swiftly scanned Sigrid's breathtakingly developed and matured body starting from her stunning face, moving down and lingering at her chest and waist for a split second. 

Oliver's honed senses noticed this strange growing tension between Jerome and his wife. Oliver got an unusual feeling of needing to stop this tension from rising. Oliver was about to open his mouth when Sigrid, as usual, jumped in and opened her rosy lips. "Hello you bastard, I see you are doing quite well, I hope your big body hasn't forgotten the pain my dark magic inflicted on it.." Sigrid taunted Jerome in an irritated voice.