"I told you not to play with his toys!" A woman so breathtaking yelled out, her anger in full display.
Her hands on her wide hips, with full, round breasts that were tightly contained by her emerald dress, her black hair wispy on the side as she turned.
"B-but! It has been a long time since we saw him! I miss him, you miss him!" Another woman responded, clutching her right hand, specifically her ring. Like the other woman, she was voluptuous.
She wore a Greek-style robe that contained her breasts with a gold-like strap, and her head had a crown of flowers.
"We all miss him! " the woman responded as she slammed her fist on a large, round table. The table was massive, and each chair in front had wooden symbols.
"Aurelia, lower your tone."
A woman entered the room, followed by more. Each was beautiful and voluptuous in a way that would make any man lust.
But among them was a cold woman who glared at Aurelia with such hatred.
"Tsk"
Aurelia heard it and turned to that woman, glaring right back.
"Don't... you dare... start," Ariella Raven threatened. This was normal; each woman had a ring special to them.
But one thing.
They all held the most.
Their love for a confident man.
Midas.
But ever since his disappearance, a war between the woman has been going on, each blaming the other for different reasons, but not all of them kept their composure despite the dry tears.
Yes.
Each woman cried when alone seeking their husband's warmth, yet.
"Tsk, it's your fault he left. You just had to bring it up to have a fucken family!" The woman glaring at Ariella was a Succubus, Radomira, with brown and short horns.
Her clothes revealing, but her tail wrapped around her breast like she was shielding herself, clutching a ring tightly.
Yes.
She was hurting deep down.
Ariella didn't say anything, but the tension in her jaw showed the pain, and she tried to keep her composure in front of the rest.
'I need you' was all her thoughts; she wanted his warmth and pampering, which he would give her.
"You all are persistent, " a male voice startled every woman. They turned to see a man with a heavenly physique, complemented by long, luminous pale blonde hair and striking, icy light blue eyes.
"But to fight against each other, pathetic," Haneul observed with a small smile, small feathered wings on his ears and a large set of wings on his back that form a cape-like train.
"S-shut up!" Radomira rebuked back only to meet a cold glare.
"Now, where is Midas?"
It was so threatening a pressure pressed on the woman, like a knife was pressed against their neck.
-
Midas was soothing his clothes when his eyes widened, his heart churned, and his throat dried up, as if his emotions had become strong.
Too
Strong.
'This...feeling...fuck...' Midas ran his hand into his white hair with sadness in his eyes, and he sighed.
"Midas?" That beautiful voice made Midas turn to see Touka naked on her chair, her shoulders slumped a bit, and a heavy blush.
Midas strode close with his jaw clenched and leaned down to capture her lips, a passionate kiss that made Touka whimper but with a needy moan.
'Love' was all Touka felt as she was clinging to Midas.
Midas walked out of Touka's office. He needed Fresh air, as he felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.
Like something he didn't like, nor the taste of it, as he is saying it would hurt him more.
But he also knew.
He will return.
His phone rang, and taking it out of his pocket, he saw it was Elise. He answered, but a voice so beautiful, yet he could never forget that voice.
-M-midas?!-
It was a woman, the goddess of the lake, his wife from his previous life.
He felt like some weight had come off him, but he smiled like a goofy yet charming fool.
"Yes, it's me, love," Midas spoke calmly with a giddy feeling.
-Where are you!? Can I see you-
"I'll be there, hold on, I can't wait either."
But
-m-midas he's looking for you, Haneul-