Inheriting a Lost Bloodline, My First Task is to have heirs?!
Chapter 31 - 31 - Looking around 2

There are only 2 people on my list now. One was the artist that does painting and embroidery if I remember it right and that masseur. I am thinking it would be nice to have a relaxing massage after a tiring day so I would visit the masseur last.

Once I made my decision, I went to another one of the famous houses. The next house is named "Eden" and is similar to a modern day museum. It looks like a huge exhibit with several works of art decorating the area. There is also a huge studio in the middle. The audience can't come near the "studio" but they can watch from afar. Right now, a man who is barely dressed (only his privates are covered with a small piece of cloth) is seen motionless and in a pose at the middle while a bunch of artists surround the said man and use him as their model. His skin was cream-colored and smooth with a few freckles on the shoulders. His face was stunning and innocent-looking but his eyes seem lifeless. The men surrounding him are doing different types of art like sculptures, sketches and paintings.

I asked around about the guy who was known for his painting and embroidery. Surprisingly, they said that it was the guy posing as the model today! I walked around the studio to admire his beauty in all angles.

I couldn't help but admire his toned body. He wasn't too muscular but you see his body was sturdy enough for... Never mind. I sent a thin strand of my pheromones towards him and I saw his lifeless eyes widen a bit and his body shifted a bit. After a few seconds, I saw the number 88 above his head which was a pleasant surprise. The other artists surrounding him showed confusion in their faces because of his sudden movements. The session lasted for about 30 minutes more and then the auction took place for some of the finished works displayed in the hall.

I am not interested in the auction but on the works of the guy named "Keeran" who was posing as a model a while ago. I called in one of the roaming attendants and asked how I can view the embroidery works instead. I was then ushered in one of the private rooms in the third floor of Eden. When I got inside, I saw a room with a simple but classy design. Surprisingly, it smells of ripe tangerines. The large room barely has furniture in it. You can only see a table with 2 chairs, a clothing cabinet, a bath area with a screen and a decently sized bed. On one side of the room was a hanging rack for pieces of cloth with beautiful and intricate embroidery.

The attendant left me to look at the pieces on my own and told me that I can simply pick the ones that I like and bring it downstairs when I am ready to pay. Not a few minutes has passed when I heard someone enter the room in steady and slow footsteps. The person didn't say a word but I know that he was observing me. He purposely wanted his presence to be known since I heard him sit on the bed. The scent intensified so I am quite sure it was Keeran.

I continued to look at the pieces one by one and decided to ignore him. Since he doesn't want to speak, I won't either. The attendant said that the pieces are worth 500 coppers. It was not a bad price for these unique designs anyways. I picked two beautiful ones with the same design but different cloth colors as souvenirs, one for me and one for Ioannis. After making my choice, I simply turned around and walked towards the door to exit the room. But before I reached the door, I heard hurried footsteps and a hand suddenly blocked the door so I could not slide it open.

Without looking back, I asked in an emotionless tone, "Do you need anything from me?" I heard a scoff and with a sarcastic tone he said, "Shouldn't I be the one asking you that? You invaded my body with your mana and I felt violated. Are you going to pretend you didn't?" Since he was sarcastic, I simply copied his tone and said, "It's not like I touched you. I don't understand why you were complaining so much when you don't even care if you only have a tiny piece of cloth covering your privates in a place filled with strangers. That's so funny, isn't it?"

I can feel his anger radiating behind me and without warning, he tried to grab my shoulders to force me to face him. I quickly moved out of the way and appeared behind him. I then grabbed him by the nape and pushed him face first towards the door. I heard him grunt and then he was breathing heavily.

I slowly leaned in and whispered to his right ear, "I don't know where your anger is coming from but I am quite sure this is the first time we've met. I'm even willing to buy 2 of your pieces so you better behave unless you want to know what being violated truly means." He stopped squirming and I felt him shiver a bit but for some reason I know it wasn't due to fear. I pulled his collar back and threw him a bit sideways away from the door. I opened the door quickly and left without looking back.

This is so stressful! I went down and paid for the pieces and left hurriedly with a lot of thoughts in my head. It was actually possible! I just saw his resonance increase to 91! It was only 88 before at the studio! It was a good thing that I did not look back and face him. It would have been complicated if our eyes met. Who would have thought, he likes being dominated like that? Is that his kink or something? What did I even do a while ago? I pondered and only remembered that I used a sarcastic tone when speaking to him (he did it first!), a little dirty talk (the violate thing that I said because I was pissed) and I also slammed him towards the door. I also probed him earlier but I also did that to the others and the reaction was not that strong. Is that all it takes to increase the resonance?

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Keeran's POV

Tonight, nothing seems to go right. Since I wasn't able to sell my pieces that much, I had to take the punishment. I had to be the model for the next art pieces that the other artists will create. It should be an honor but not if you have to pose almost naked and be ogled at by strangers. I just went with it since it is not like I have a choice. The audience can't touch me anyways.

I simply wore what little clothing they gave me and a robe on top of it. I slowly walked in the middle of the studio, removed my robe and made a pose of my choice. I won't be allowed to move for at least an hour and it sucks.

I sat on a stool in the middle and I awkwardly try to hide my privates a bit more. I am quite popular here as what I've heard. I guess that is in terms of looks and number of people who come and want to see me. I don't have regular supporters that buy my work. They all want me to accept their indecent proposals first before they are willing to buy my work. It is really degrading to go through that every single time but it is just part of daily lives of men in this part of the city.

I was staring blankly and just getting done with it when I suddenly felt a warm current entering my body. It was almost unnoticeable, that is, if I was not a trained mage. If you ask me what I mean by that, let's just say that I am living a double life. I use illusion magic and simply work here on some nights to ease my boredom but I am quite a high ranking mage from the magic tower on most days. I felt it clearly when it hit my body. It was like mana but also not like it. Was it a curse? No. It was probing into my body, I think. What is it probing for?

I then saw a young woman walking around the studio like she is looking at me in different angles though I can see her looking at the works that my other brothers are making too. I am quite sure that she was the one that probed me. When that "mana" entered my body, I felt I was electrocuted and I couldn't help but move. My whole body couldn't help but shiver and heat up. Did she use an aphrodisiac-like spell on me? I have to talk to her or I won't be at peace.

After the painting session was done, I looked around but couldn't find her. I asked one of the attendants if he saw a beautiful woman wearing a dark purple robe. He looked at me like he was confused then simply told me that a woman wearing dark purple went up to my personal quarters to choose some of my embroidery designs but he isn't sure if she was beautiful. I was confused with his answer but still hurriedly went up to my room to confront her.

When I arrived, I saw her looking through the embroidery pieces in my hanging rack. I walked in and made sure she heard me opening the door, walking across the room and sitting on my bed too. She never looked back though and continued looking through the items. I waited for several minutes but she seems to be ignoring me. She picked two items from the rack and simply walked towards the door without even looking at me. Pretending that she doesn't know I am there is one thing but just leaving like that really angered me for some reason. I hurriedly ran after her and slammed my hand on the door. I spoke a bit harshly too but I honestly do not know why I am acting this way. She answered me in a sarcastic tone as well. I guess I made her angry. I should be annoyed but hearing her voice made my heart skip a beat. I tried forcing her to face me. I want to see how she looks like up close but she avoided my hand and pushed my face towards the door. I felt hot and I found myself breathing fast. I felt it was exhilirating and pleasurable. Damn it! Do I enjoy being roughed up?

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