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While in the car, he dealt with his other issues first because his priority was Rebecca, Hong Mei and that stupid wolf girl.

Tia said she needed to go for a while and that he should try not to get hurt...

He felt a warmth in his chest whenever speaking to Tia and wished that his hunch that she was the sister that suddenly appeared...

If that were the case, he would do everything possible to make her well again...

Yet part of him was reluctant to have hope if it was not her. Thus he didn\'t rush and felt Tia herself would give a hint when she was ready...

He ruled out Marina for now and thought she would naturally bother him, not that Elma was with her two clansmen.

It felt like days had passed since he met her, but it had been a single night... Not that his phone would let you believe that...

[50 messages from Elma<3]

"Such a cute cat..."

"What did you say, Amon?"

"It\'s nothing... Keep driving."

Since her threat and challenge, Kizuna also became a little silent, her eyes watching the road, only looking at him briefly for a few moments before darting back to the road.

Some people needed time to adjust, Amon wasn\'t one of those people, but he didn\'t force others to follow his pace.

Unless they were his women, of course.

\'Rebecca is important because she has a nice body and helped with the company, whether wife material or not, who cares. It\'s not me who she betrayed; if she betrays me, let\'s kill her mother and make her regret it more.\'

Amon\'s eyes narrowed, opening the [Heroine Profile].

The dark glint in his eyes reflected in the mirror as Kizuna noticed her hands holding the steering wheel trembling as she felt his aura spike, and it was far greater than her own despite being a lower stage.

[Hong Mei]

Age: 27

Race: Demon Beast (Demon Fox Bloodline)

Cultivation Level: 5th Stage - Body Forging Realm

Combat Power - 62 [Base: 50 + Cultivation: 12]

->Cultivation Technique

Lustrous Fox Rite of Flame (High-Level) - Stage 3

->Combat Technique

Double Flame Fist (High Level) - Stage 5

Foxfire Blast - Stage 2

Demon Form - Stage 1

->Movement Technique

Fox Hunts Hare (High Level) - Stage 4

[Skills]

Alcohol resistance

Master Seduction

High Pain Tolerance

Advanced communications

Intermediate Business

Advanced Driving

Intermediate Hand-To-Hand Combat Artes

[About Me]

The Hong Demon Fox clan princess abandoned her right to succession for her sister Yue.

She has a brilliant golden fur coat and hair in human and demon form; her eyes are like emeralds shimmering in the moonlight.

Hong Mei seems playful and easygoing, but that is a facade, and she is a deadly and dangerous woman who never trusts her heart to men.

Despite her high level of the seductive aura, she is a virgin maiden and doesn\'t seek to find a partner and hopes that one day fate will bring a man that can defeat her in both battle and plotting so she can surrender to him completely and offer her brain to support him until death.

Originally she was a human and had a small amount of the devouring Vixen bloodline.

However, that is yet to awaken, and she is currently at war with all members of the Hong Family and is pushed against a corner as the gangs are tightening the noose around her neck.

She is currently a wild card immune to both influences to either novel and seems more of a neutral storyline.

[Warning chance to be linked to a future plot should you capture her.]

[Currently finds the strange appearance of the new Amon Winchester interesting and plans to test him, seeing if his mind, combat power and plotting are what she has been searching for since she turned 20]

"I see..."

Amon leaned back in the leather seat—his legs crossed as he began to light a black cigarette on his lips, with the musky scent of the special tobacco of this world, the boosted cultivation speed.

\'Smoking is good for you.\'

"So stupid..." He muttered, causing Kizuna\'s body to shudder, thinking the words were directed at her as she bit her lips and tightened her grip on the steering wheel.

\'Ah... I am glad I wrote this, sometimes stress builds up, and I was fucking smoking myself to death because of comments or fights with people who thought they knew my novel better...\'

"Phuuu!"

He blew the smoke in smog out the window, leaning back, his head bounced while closing his eyes.

"Come to think of it, what were my gains from the dual cultivation with my cute maid?"

"Amon... are you alright?"

Kizuna asked, the car moving steadily down the highway towards his mother\'s company—he looked out of the window, feeling relaxed and enjoying this moment of luxury.

"I\'m alright; once you become my woman, I\'ll be even better. Haha."

"D-dream on...."

Her voice was cute when she stuttered, which led Amon to regret when he was writing the novel to base her mother on his own... down to the early death and sickness—if he had the foresight, couldn\'t he have let her live and spent time with \'his\' mother?

\'Never mind, what if those pirates changed her... I would never forgive myself—at least she died with dignity and a smile...\'

Amon began to feel a sense of jealousy towards the character Amon, who received the love of Kizuna\'s mother and was able to say goodbye but chose not to act like a self-centred dude.

\'...\'

He took a long drag of his black cigarette before closing his eyes and enjoying the last 10 minutes of the journey.

\'I only wish I could have said goodbye to her now.\'

Sliding his fingers across the Profile out of Kizuna\'s eyes, it looked like he was brushing his bangs around his ear.

\'Come to think of it, my idea of a villain is not quite the same as others... Some understood me, but so many wanted a quick fix... a psychopath that just kills or rapes...\'

Amon looked towards the approaching building, where his mother rose from the ashes, repairing several of the failed Winchester Group\'s ventures...

Yet lurking within were vultures and traitors waiting for him to slip up once!

"My idea of a villain..." Amon\'s eyes became sombre; the car slowed before Kizuna pulled the handbrake and parked outside the entrance.

A beautiful woman who looked no older than 25... the result of Tia using her ability to apply that youth potion to his mother adding 20 years onto her life.

Blonde hair dancing in the wind, a red dress, which seemed a little too sexy for a mother... yet Amon loved it, the dress... the first woman he ever slept with wore that dress.

Her blue eyes stared at the car, glistening like gemstones under the afternoon sun beaming as she saw his tall body exiting the car.

"A villain is someone who gives the world to his love ones..."

Walking towards his mother in his red silk suit, shorter black hair with shaved sides and waxed undercut crown flopped to the sides showing his entire supermodel level beauty and violet eyes that saw only his mother.

"And to take the world from his enemies, making it his while crushing or bending them to his will."

But in front of this woman, he was not a villain or a son.

Amon was a man returning to his youth, the first moments of love in his grey, dull life... This woman would be his, and she didn\'t even realise it.

Staring at her with passionate eyes was not the loving son she envisioned but a predator like a shark hunting an isolated fish.

\'I will make you unable to resist me so you make the first move and destroy our current relationship. \'Mother\' do not blame me—blame yourself for being too dazzling.\'

"Amon~ my cute Amon, you are so handsome, and you changed your hair... ahh... such a beautiful man... how many women will you drive crazy?"

She rushed up to him; the clack of her heels and youthful aura were opposite to her words.

"How can she be his mother..." some whispered.

"Is it a sugar momma? Ah... such a handsome man and divine woman..." A jealous male cried.

"You looked captivating in that dress, Maribell," Amon spoke with his charming deep voice, wrapping his arm around her waist while handing her a bouquet of violets and pink roses.

The two favourite flowers of the first woman to enter and break his heart.

"Oh, you... Maribell.... call me mothe--"

"Today is our date, Maribell~ let\'s not call each other that way. It makes you feel younger, right?"

"Fufu~ my son... why waste your charm on this old woman... what if she started to get serious?"

The two were joking with the tiniest hint of hope and desire, neither knowing the other\'s feelings and scared to push further... baby steps in the dark, towards the unknown.

"Then I\'ll have to marry such a cute woman—such a perfect lady could never come to me so easily twice!"

Amon whispered, lifting her slightly and twirling around while feeling her body press against his, her soft breath smelt of coffee and vanilla pastries.

\'I won\'t let anyone harm you, Mari. Nor will you escape me!\' His eyes flashed with an obsessive and affectionate light.

[(You always were a bit yandere.... but it\'s so fucking sexy!)]

In the distance, Kizuna began to return to the car as she sat in the seat, her longing eyes watching the two after hearing their words.

"A mother and son, both who lust after each other... Those words... were all true..."

"So obscene!"

Her delicate hands smashed the steering wheel, a strange feeling of anger and a tight pain in Kizuna\'s chest causing her to lash out before pressing the ignition button with a light pout and sigh.

".... damn perverted bastard... why do you make me feel so strange..."

"Let\'s meet up with Elma for some drinks. I\'ll need courage for tonight."