Elise was certain that there was no way Ashton could withstand such an irresistible bewitchment, as this was her ultimate trump card.
She knew that men often forgot themselves in moments of triumph, so she exploited a weakness in Ashton’s composure and maximized the intensity of her Bewitching Gaze without a second’s delay.
Just as expected, Ashton’s once–arrogant gaze grew dazed and gradually lost focus, as if he had been utterly captivated by Elise’s charm.
Whitney exclaimed with a delighted expression, “You’ve done it, Elise! Your Bewitching Gaze is truly as formidable as ever! You know, my attempts at bewitchment didn’t even have the slightest effect on that scoundrel!
“He even took so many liberties with me earlier! I can’t wait to give him a piece of my mind now that he’s under our control!”
Whitney tightly clenched her fists. She was determined to make Ashton pay and put him through a thorough humiliation
In the meantime, the rest of the women in Blossom Hall breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of oppression Ashton had radiated just moments ago had been far too overwhelming, after all.
Elise gazed at Ashton’s fazed and infatuated appearance, a pang of slight disappointment stirring within her. The man before her–who had so boldly proclaimed his intent to conquer her–turned out to be no different from any other lecher, driven by his baser instincts.
But what baffled Elise was how Ashton still hadn’t loosened his hold on her at all. She tried to break free a couple of times, only to find that Ashton still didn’t budge. She finally gave in and glared at Ashton with a silent approach, wondering just how obsessed he was with groping her.
Elise, however, didn’t show any displeasure, even somewhat enjoying his embrace. She thought that perhaps it was because it had been too long since she had felt a man’s embrace.
She hurriedly shook her head to dispel the stray thoughts, keeping her mesmerizing gaze fixed on Ashton. She then murmured a seductive request, “Can you hand over the formula to the Complexion Elixir to me, Mr. Gray?”
Elise’s voice was nothing short of angelic, carrying an irresistible magic that compelled anyone who heard it to submit to her will.
In that instant, the air in the surroundings grew thick with tension, and the women of Blossom Hall felt their heartbeats quicken with anticipation.
They knew that obtaining the formula for the Complexion Elixir was their ticket to freedom, a way to end the indignity of selling themselves and their smiles for a living. They could even use the formula as leverage to dictate terms with the Sage himself.
They thought that even if all else falled, the Complexion Elixir would let them cling to their youth and look a little younger. They knew this formula was paramount to Blossom Hall, and they had made it their mission to obtain it by any means necessary.
“A–Alright…” Ashton murmured, his voice sounding low and haunting
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Elise’s expression brightened with triumph, only for it to be short–lived. She was hoisted into the air by Ashton before even realizing what was happening. He sat down and settled her firmly on his lap, leaving her in a scandalous and enticing position that made her flush with shame.
“H–How” Elise hurriedly activated her Bewitching Gaze, only to realize that the haze in Ashton’s gaze had already disappeared. At the moment, she saw a predatory fire smoldering in the depths of his gaze–a look so intense that it sent a shiver of fear through her.
“You and the entirety of Blossom Hall have to swear allegiance to me if you want the formula for the Complexion Elixir!” Ashton demanded, a smile playing on his lips.
He kept a firm hand on her shoulder, forcing her to sit perched on him with her feet off the ground as he held the woman–once celebrated as the most beautiful woman in Javonbury–in his embrace.
“You weren’t actually bewitched!” Elise’s voice quivered with a mixture of shock and indignation as she realized that she had been toyed with by Asht
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fcourse not!” Ashton replied before he lowered his head and planted a kiss directly on Elise’s flawless cheek.
It produced a faint sound, but in the sudden silence, it echoed in the ears of all those present, sending a shockwave through Blossom Hall.
Ashton had actually kissed Elise. They watched in a state of absolute, livid shock, stunned and outraged by Ashton’s blatant disrespect and bold behavior.
“Get him!” Whitney bellowed with rage and horror, leading the others toward Ashton.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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