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"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him.  But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. 

"I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. 

Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." 

She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. 

"Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. 

“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”

“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”

“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.

“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.

“I did,” he sighed in defeat.

My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

"I don't want you to misunderstand. We did capture Mr. Lucian, but we didn't harm him, nor do we intend to antagonize you," Mara tried to explain, her tone much softer now.

Gone was the attitude she had when speaking with Lucy.

She knew better than to play with fire when it came to Asher. One misstep, and she'd be the one getting burned.

"You're really easy to read. You were disrespecting my wife before, and now you change your tone?" Asher's voice dropped to a dangerously low register.

"Did the royal families think I was a pushover just because I let those demon kings run for their lives?"

Mara tensed, her breath hitching as a chill ran down her spine.

She had heard the stories—how even demon king Zagan fled from him—but now, standing in his shadow, she finally understood why.

Superior Magic Technology