Rise of the White Dragon

Drenched in blood from head to toe, Elias kept his expression cold and indifferent. He looked at the group of 20 people and said coldly, "Let's go back."

"Yes!" Everyone agreed and started to follow him.

The soldiers had wanted Elias's unit to party with them, but they did not dare to stop them from leaving.

For them, Elijah's group was a fearless and powerful group. Alone, they had killed more monsters than the entire army at the site. It was insane!

Taking the cell phone out of his pocket, Elias called Luan and said, "It is done."

"Okay." After that, Luan hung up. He knew Elias' temperament. Different from when he would speak normally, when Elias was warm-blooded, he basically had another personality which was cooler and indifferent. The silly prankster he was usually showed no sign of appearing at that moment. That was also the reason why he was a captain despite being so young: when the matter was serious, his personality underwent some changes.

*

The next morning Luan ordered room service and delivered breakfast to Ingrid in bed. He even made a point of feeding her himself.

"I want to take a shower before that," Ingrid said, pouting.

"Okay, I'm going to prepare the water for you." Luan smiled at her and left the food tray on the living room table.

In the bathroom, he turned on the water in the bathtub and put the water on to keep it warm. The air filled with steam with the heat of the water.

Luan went back to the bedroom and took Ingrid by surprise in his arms like a princess, removing the blanket from her body, her skin as white as snow exposed to the cold air. Shaking slightly, she was carried to the bathroom and placed carefully in the bathtub, the hot water relaxing her tense body, each of her pores bathing in the joy of comfort.

"Thanks." The hot water soothingly enveloped her, and she relaxed as she soaked. Her eyes landed on Luan's attractive and seductive figure, and she thanked him gently.

"You're welcome." Luan smiled and took a sponge. Ingrid was a little surprised but then smiled shyly.

Luan rubbed every corner of her body, cleaning it all… everything.

After kissing her lips, Luan helped her out of the bath and helped her dry off. Logically speaking, Ingrid was able to do all of this on her own, but she had the right to be pampered by her boyfriend, yes?

Luan gently picked her up after finishing drying her body and hair. After helping her change clothes, he made her sit on the bed and put the breakfast tray on her lap.

Ingrid felt very spoiled. She smiled for no reason with her cheeks flushed. Her current appearance was incredibly seductive and attractive.

Luan nudged her nose and kissed her lips lightly, and took the fork as he sat down beside her and started feeding her.

*

In front of the Dimas mansion, a 40-something-looking old man, but one who in fact was already over 60, stopped and looked in the direction of the Dimas mansion. His gaze was intriguing and even greedy, however, he did not expose it for long and continued walking towards the sea.

'This must all become mine!'

*

Arlinda Silva, Vincent Cont's ex-lover sighed with relief when she saw the two guards return safe and sound. Not only because she felt more protected, but also because she created some emotional attachment for these two people who have been protecting her and her daughter.

Alice Garcia. Despite being Arlinda's daughter, carried the surname of her late father, Renato Garcia.

Alice took Arlinda's hand and smiled adorably and said, "Mom, it's good that they came back safe, yes?"

"Yes," Arlinda said with a subtle smile.

Seeing her mother's reaction, Alice laughed quietly but kept what she had in her heart to herself.

Then a dark blue Mercedes came in and Bruno Campos and Paloma Gomes came out.

"Lady Arlinda, Miss Alice, we are back." Placing the car in the garage, Paloma greeted them with respect.

Bruno was more unrestrained and did not try to be polite. He was very casual and laughed without shame. "Arlinda, Alice, you two need to hear the story of how Paloma met her husband."

Arlinda did not care about Bruno's behavior. She was not of noble origin herself and did not like to behave as one. She just wanted to live happily with her daughter. She smiled graciously and said, "Oh, and how was it?" She seemed interested.

"Bruno!" Paloma flushed with embarrassment and patted Bruno's chest lightly with the back of her hand.

But seeing the pair of mother and daughter eager to hear her story, Paloma sighed. In the end, she didn't much care to tell. "Well, my husband... I found him on social media. At the time I had joined one of these dating sites, and then... I found a different profile that made me laugh."

Remembering this, she laughed awkwardly and continued, "In his profile, it was written: I want to marry a woman who is willing to share my farts. I am feeling upset about having to smell them alone, without having someone to share them with."

Paloma laughed with embarrassment. "Seriously, who writes this on their profile?"

Arlinda stopped herself from laughing, but Alice and Bruno were without reserve, especially Bruno, laughing quite loudly.

"Well, then did you agree to share his farts with him?" Although it was funny, it was something very unique. Had Arlinda even found it a little romantic? Maybe she'd been single for a long time...

"Yes, we have been married for a year," Paloma admitted.

*

After going to the conference at Dimas Choco, Luan approved the suggested project and accepted that new chocolate machines be purchased.

"Will we be heading back to your home?" Ingrid, with her arm entwined with Luan's, asked coquettishly.

"Yes, I already did everything I had to do here," Luan said. Then he opened the limo door and ordered the driver to go to the airport.

Arriving at the airport, the pilot and co-pilot were already waiting for them. Entering the private jet. They returned to Santa Catarina.