The law of Fiction: Harem in the fiction world

Yohan watched Layla almost skip her way across the hall. Her short skirt almost fluttered and showed her panties.

A lot of male workers turned around to have a look before getting back to work as soon as they felt an ominous glare headed their way. Even the humans could feel Yohan’s aura now and knew when to back down.

“Calm your tits down man or you will expose yourself. What even set you off?”

Yohan looked toward Zane as soon as that question was uttered by him. Zane looked a little pissed off and he kept on rubbing his head. Yohan was sure that his aura was causing Zane a small headache.

And if it was affecting Zane like this, then the humans in the vicinity should be feeling even worse. But still, Yohan did not calm down because he was still angry and annoyed.

‘How dare these humans to try to look at my person without my permission. They should try to keep their heads down if they want to live.’

Yohan’s instincts were roaring at him to kill everyone who had looked at Layla in a perverted way. He did not like to share his people with anyone else.

He was not sure if it was because of his demonic nature, or if he had always been such a possessive person, but Yohan was really easy to ruffle up if you messed with someone he considered as his, be it as a friend, family, or a lover.

“Sorry, I got a little pissed off there. I will control myself better from now on.”

“You better because here comes trouble. The Saint representative is heading straight our way.”

Zane sounded annoyed more than he was worried. Yohan knew it was foolish of him to look at and acknowledge the Saint’s candidate. They were a group of holy people and they would become his enemies sooner rather than later.

But Yohan had no self-control over his impulsive actions and he ended up staring the Saint candidate straight in the face.

The buff man who was walking in from the Saint’s group stopped and stared back at Yohan. He was about to start heading toward him when the female at his side stopped him.

She whispered something in that buff man’s ear and he frowned. But he did not come over to Yohan and that other group passed them quietly in the hallway.

Yohan’s eyes met purple ones as the black hair fluttered behind that mysterious woman. She seemed to hold all the power even when she was not the primary candidate of the Saints.

Everyone tensed as it felt like a conflict would arise anytime. But nothing happened and the two groups crossed each other with calm looks on their faces.

At first, it seemed like nothing was wrong. Both groups met as a coincidence and they crossed each other. That was the cut short of the story.

But Yohan could not help but notice the room from where the Saint guild had exited from. It was the same room Yohan was headed toward right now.

“Yohan, the Saints are targeting the same guy we are. I am pretty sure they came out of Klien Kent’s room just as we started walking.”

There was no need for Zane to state the obvious like this. Of course, Yohan had seen that small group exit from the white door that hid his target behind itself.

But if the Saints were targeting the same guy as them, then it complicated things for them. There was no way the Saints would let Yohan’s pouching of talent go unnoticed.

“What should we do now? Do we back out and try someone else? Y-Yohan, what are you doing? At least think a little bit before you take action-”

In the end, Zane was left standing in the hallway with his hand extended outwards to catch Yohan. But he was not able to stop Yohan from entering Klien Kent’s room and having this talk.

Yohan was confident in his ability to win over people. And Klien Kent would not be someone different in this regard. He would keep up at it until Klien Kent was forced to give in to his demands.

Yohan was just that kind of a bastard and he was not going to listen to anyone else speaking up.

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The door opened quietly and the room inside was equally quiet. No one moved an inch as Yohan stepped deeper into that luxuriously arranged suit that belonged to a world-renowned name - Klein Kent.

“Who is it again? I told you I have no intention of going anywhere else except my current industry so do not even try to buy me.”

The voice that yelled at Yohan was undoubtedly Klien Kent. His ash grey hair was wavering in the air behind, still wet from his shower. His voice was clear and soft, melting like cotton candy in Yohan’s ear.

But underneath all that, there was something else mixed in as well. And that something was going to be what got Yohan his warlock right here and now.

“I am truly sorry to interfere in your alone time, Mister Kent. But I have a very important thing to talk to you about.”

Klein Kent looked back at Yohan with suspicious eyes. He did not look happy to hear those words and his annoying eyes were even digging into Yohan’s pair.

“You can shove your ‘very important’ information up your ass and leave this lounge right now. I don’t care if you are the god himself, but I am not going to let you walk all over me like this.”

Despite being a public figure, Klein Kent was exceptionally rude. He did not even show Yohan the courtesy of hearing him out and just asked him to leave.

Had he been polite, Yohan would have still considered it and come back later. But Klien Kent’s rude tone was putting Yohan off.

And he did not like it when people were rude to him for no reason. It seemed like he would have to pull his secret card out now.

“I see that Mr. Kent is not interested in hearing me out. Then, I guess you are also not interested in knowing what will happen to your sister and your family next.”

That was what snapped Klien Kent into motion. His eyes, which had looked rather dull and lifeless before, suddenly seemed to spark from anger and resistance. His body had also taken an attentive pose as he faced Yohan head-on.

But the part that was blazing the most was his eyes. They had a fire in them that threatened to burn anyone alive if they dared to harm the warlock.

“You are threatening me? Do you have any idea who I am? You will die if you do not take your words back right now.”

Klien Kent was enraged but he was finally willing to pay attention to and hear Yohan out. Now, all he had to do was to show Klien Kent how powerless he was. Then, the other man would have no other choice but to join Yohan.

If not, then the force was always an option here.

“Mr. Kent, I have no intention of harming your family but you are the one forcing my hands here. I told you right? All you need to do is to hear me out and I will not harm your family.”

Yohan was half-bluffing. Even if Klien Kent listened to him, Yohan would likely hold his family hostage anyway. He was not naive enough to believe that a warlock would never think of going against him.

Until Yohan had Klien Kent’s trust, he would treat him with caution.

“You bastard. I don’t believe that you have any good intentions toward my family.”

Klien Kent used his magic to attack Yohan. If he killed this man here and now then there will be no threat to his family. His little sister would get to live a long life as well.

Besides, what could a human do in front of a warlock like him? There was no way he was going to lose.

“Zane, I think our new friend here needs a dose of reality. Can you take care of him?”

Yohan could have taken care of Kent on his own but he had a very capable and eager demon to help him out.

Zane looked like he was itching to let loose and Yohan gave him the opportunity. And as soon as he did, darkness began to rise around Zane’s body. It formed shackles and cut through the warlock’s clumsy magic.

Yohan was aware that Klien Kent had decided to take it easy on them since he thought of them as humans. And that was his downfall.

Zane’s chains bound Kent’s arms and torso, rendering him useless for now.

“Now calm down here buddy and listen to me. Your family is safe for now and they will continue to stay safe as long as you cooperate with us. We are not asking for much, just for you to work with us and save the world.”

“And don’t you want to cure your sister of her illness? We will help you out if you help us out.”

Klien Kent struggled for a little longer before he gave up. He realized that not only was he outmatched but these people also knew everything about him.

Now he could only try to strike a deal with them and save his family that way.