"Very well, I will wait here until the Great President of your Council arrives. I believe he can give me a satisfactory answer."
Smith Zhou's voice beside her interrupted Emilia's thoughts. Returning to reality, she saw the Council members respectfully retreating from the Victor family's meeting room as Smith Zhou waved impatiently .
Everything before her excited Emilia inexplicably. This was an honor the Victor family had never experienced before . Even though she had little to do with the Victor family , she still felt a shared sense of triumph.
This was the taste of power. Could anything be missing from this power, as long as she could be connected to such a powerful individual? Emilia murmured to herself, a respectful expression on her face. She looked at Smith Zhou, who was seated at the head of the table, and bowed silently.
"Sir, thank you for your assistance to the Victor family . If it is not inconvenient, we would appreciate your permission to stay here for a few days so that we can fulfill our duties as hosts."
The captivatingly beautiful woman bowed her head and asked in a soft voice, with an indescribable grace and charm. Her long, low-cut dress inadvertently revealed a vast expanse of land, making her appear even more elegant and enchanting. It was as if she didn't care what Smith Zhou saw, but rather whether he would care about what he saw.
Smith Zhou's gentle, soft demeanor, and even her desire to please people with her beauty, immediately made it clear what the vampires were planning.
The determination of this stunning vampire beauty surprised him . It's important to know that the saying, "It's better to be the head of a hen than the tail of a phoenix," isn't just true for the Chinese people; it's a universal truth, valid everywhere and at all times. No one wants to be a follower of another, and vampires are no exception.
However, this stunning vampire beauty didn't seem to care about that at all. After witnessing Smith Zhou's power and everything he brought, she seemed to have already decided on the path she wanted to follow, and now she was simply presenting her choice to Smith Zhou.
Smith Zhou smiled as he looked at the beautiful, fair-skinned, flawlessly attractive woman with a submissive expression, and he lifted her chin with his finger.
"Madam, should I say you are truly courageous? You dare to make such a big bet without even knowing me?"
Emilia listened to his words and displayed a captivating smile. Using the strength of Smith Zhou's finger, she tilted her head back, an expression of mesmerizing submission appearing on her face.
"We were already on the verge of losing everything. So why not entrust everything to our Lord ? We have nothing left to lose anyway, and if we succeed, perhaps we will gain even more?"
These words reinforced Smith Zhou's impression of him once more. He wasn't just determined; more importantly, he possessed an ambitious heart. After seeing more, it was clear he was no longer content with the authority of the Victor family . He wanted more, and wondered how he could obtain even more of these things—
He had placed his hopes on Smith Zhou.
This woman was like a vine; clinging to a powerful individual like a parasite, hoping to attain higher status and power. She lacked neither resources, nor plans, nor courage. What she lacked was a powerful individual to whom she could attach herself. And now, that powerful individual had appeared. For her, Smith Zhou was the only one worthy of her allegiance.
There are countless beauties in the world , and Smith Zhou, having experienced many, naturally possessed his own insights. In his view, appearance alone was not enough to reflect a woman's true beauty. No matter how beautiful a woman was, if she lacked substance, she was nothing more than a vase. And a vase, once played with, loses its meaning.
Therefore, contrary to appearances, Smith Zhou had long since learned to appreciate a woman's essence: Jean Grey's devotion, Ororo's strength, Serana's innocence, Ada Wong's cold arrogance, Natasha's alluring versatility, and Susan's gentle kindness.
Compared to their unparalleled beauty, their inner qualities and personalities were even more striking. A beautiful woman without substance is forgotten. But a woman who possesses substance and extraordinary charm, only then does she become unforgettable.
Smith Zhou had met many beautiful women, but few possessed true character. Yet, he had never expected to encounter such a woman here.
To be honest, Emilia wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but she was certainly one in a hundred. Moreover, compared to immature or not-yet-fully-mature beauties, she possessed more of the charm of a fully mature woman.
Smith Zhou saw her unique essence beneath that mature charm. Her lust for power and greed, to the point of sacrificing everything, gave her a very strange appeal.
Like a beautiful snake or a poppy, you know it's poisonous. You know there's not a trace of compassion or charm in its heart, yet you can't help but be drawn to that dark allure.
Smith Zhou possessed an exceptionally clear mind, yet he felt a certain thirst in his body. It was the taste of a mature woman; she could drive a man to set aside all other emotions and focus solely on a specific, primal desire.
Every man has such an urge, and Smith Zhou didn't resist it. He simply smiled and gently stroked his chin with his fingertip.
" Emilia , you're the most greedy woman I've ever met. Tell me, what do you want from me, and what can I get? I hope you can give me a clear answer, because I don't like people playing games with me! Do you understand?"
Emilia smiled charmingly and alluringly, allowing Smith Zhou's hand to move as he wished, and replied.
"I hope , Sir , that you will allow the Victor family to join your command and enable me to be your representative among the different races ( Different races - Extraterrestrial Races)."
"This doesn't seem to align with what you really want , Emilia , " Smith Zhou raised an eyebrow. "I'm an unknown in your world ; it doesn't seem like being my representative would be of much use to you."
"Those days are behind us, sir. From today onwards, who among the Vampires , Werewolves, and Witches will remain unaware of your existence? Even the Dark Council bows at your feet; we could say you are no different from a Ruler in the Darkness."
"The Ruler of Darkness?" Smith Zhou chuckled inwardly at the title. He had once been called the King of Light by a Demon King, and now, unexpectedly, he was being called the Ruler of Darkness by a Vampire . If that Demon King, whom he had burned alive with his Solar Divine Fire, were still alive, would he reappear and confront Emilia ?
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but find it funny.
"The Lord of Darkness, what a magnificent title!"
Emilia , if I am the Lord of Darkness, what role have you assigned yourself as a woman who wishes to be my representative?
Emilia's joy at hearing this question immediately faded. She knew Smith Zhou was already convinced, and the rest depended on whether she could give him one more push.
Her breathing quickened as she thought about it, and tears welled up in her eyes. Women often look like this when they're emotional. However, it was clear that she wasn't overwhelmed by emotion, but by the exhilaration of impending power, almost reaching a climax .
A rich red hue appeared on Emilia's face, particularly striking against her almost translucent, pale skin . She silently knelt at Smith Zhou's feet, took his hand—which was still rubbing his chin—placed it on her cheek, and, closing her eyes, gently massaged his cheek.
"I will establish a Kingdom in Darkness for you. You are the supreme ruler, and I am your loyal subject. Please trust in my abilities, Your Majesty . I will surely accomplish everything I have said."
Smith Zhou's breathing also became heavy. He couldn't resist the allure of this mature woman, which naturally caused his blood to boil. Every man has a beast in his heart , and Smith Zhou was no exception. Usually, this beast was kept in a cage, but sometimes it was set free.
Emilia seemed to sense the Beast's presence too . Her smile grew even more seductive. Taking Smith Zhou's hand, she gently rubbed his smooth cheek against her warm fingertips, then, baring her teeth, she began to lightly bite his fingertips, much like a dragonfly touching water.
His movements were extremely cautious; his sharp vampire fangs always stopped the moment the slightest mark appeared on her skin. He wasn't trying to draw blood, but rather, with this aspect of himself that was completely different from ordinary women, he aimed to provoke her.
It should also be noted that Smith Zhou was quite impressed with this method.
If Emilia were to use the vampires' method of drinking blood and killing their enemies , she would suffer immense pain. After all, Smith Zhou, a god, possessed a body far more durable than humans; even the invincible Hulk couldn't compare in terms of resilience. Vampire fangs would likely break without even penetrating the outermost layer of her skin.
But Emilia didn't use such methods; instead, she adopted a more cynical approach. She gently pressed her teeth against the muscles in her fingertips, a slight friction creating an indescribable itch. This sensation wasn't just physical; it slowly seeped into her heart.
Combined with the occasional subtle touches she made, that smooth, moist sensation spread from her fingertips like an electric current throughout her body.
Smith Zhou was no saint , nor did he possess the ability to remain unaffected by a woman's presence. Although he had resolved to be a good father and husband in the future, he found it difficult to control himself in the face of such temptation. Moreover, he found a reason for it in his heart.
Emilia didn't want love; she wanted the power that came from frightening the darkness. Whatever relationship developed between them, it was essentially just an exchange. She gave herself to him in return for everything he wanted. That was fair.
A mischievous smile appeared on Smith Zhou's face as he thought this.
Taking the beautiful, mature woman, who was almost melting away, into his arms, Smith Zhou made his way to the Master's bedroom amidst the admiring gazes of the vampires . The woman's soft laughter mingled with his steps, giving him a strange experience for the first time.
To hold power while awake and to sleep with beauty in your arms when drunk. Only then can a person live a fulfilling life.