Strongest Necromancer System Chapter 709: Sheer Desperation

"Where’s Gina?"

Hesabeth's expression soured right away upon hearing that query. Since waking up, Jason had attempted to reach out to Gina, but inexplicably, their mental connection refused to work. Yet, despite being unable to talk with her, Jason still sensed their link through the Necromancer System, assuring him she lived and thrived. Evidently, this spot could sever their direct communication. With a frown, Hesabeth glanced aside briefly, then pivoted back toward Jason and offered a shrug.

"Gina is fine. She's getting cared for in Arandelle at the moment. So set her aside for now and turn your attention to me."

The name 'Arandelle' startled Jason a bit. Wasn't that Farlow's realm? Yes, recollection hit Jason now. Back when he clashed with the world, Farlow arrived and spirited Gina off before the chaos escalated. Jason trusted Farlow fully, as the man had ties to his father, and a rush of appreciation filled him for Farlow's extra efforts to protect Gina. Jason vowed that after escaping here, he'd head to Arandelle to thank Farlow in person. The fingers on Jason’s thigh started inching higher toward his groin, while an intoxicating fragrance invaded his senses as Hesabeth leaned in closer. Her features loomed just inches from his, and Jason realized she craved a kiss! Jason let out a fatigued exhale, and a peculiar sensation pierced Hesabeth's core as Jason's face twisted into clear annoyance.

"Get the fuck away from me, Hesabeth."

A tremble seized Hesabeth, halting her instantly! Shock froze her features, leaving her utterly baffled by the turn of events! Could this truly happen!? Hesabeth recognized her own stunning beauty! She ranked among the loveliest women imaginable, with a figure that ensnared any man's gaze! Though she'd never taken a lover, Hesabeth grasped the magnetic pull her presence exerted on men! Even if her Bias failed against Jason, her natural allure endured, and Hesabeth had planned to wield that charm to tease Jason, drawing him in until he yielded, but she never anticipated such a glare from him! Jason appeared ready to lash out at her! For the first time ever, uncertainty wormed into Hesabeth's mind as she retreated. Throughout her life, Hesabeth claimed whatever she desired, yet now she confronted her greatest obstacle: a man unmoved by her in the manner she craved.

Frowning, Jason averted his eyes from Hesabeth, preparing to rise from the bed, but Hesabeth seized his wrist and yanked him back down! Under normal conditions, Jason could have easily countered her tug, yet fresh from sleep, exhaustion weakened him, landing him flat with Hesabeth mounted atop! Confusion and fury warped Hesabeth's visage, and she bared her teeth while snarling at Jason!

"What do you think you’re doing right now!? Don’t you know what I’ve done for you!? It was only through my mercy that you managed to reach Riyad and I was the one who saved you and brought you here! I sacrificed my position on the council seat and my honor as a Queen for you! So don’t you dare treat me like some little girl! Don’t you dare! And stop looking at me like that!"

Jason's stare remained eerily steady as he regarded Hesabeth, making her feel belittled under his gaze! Such patronizing disdain! Like eyeing a misbehaving child, and Hesabeth loathed how Jason viewed her this way! Her palms pinned Jason's shoulders, keeping him in place, while a strap of her silken robe slid down, exposing more of her bosom. This marked the initial occasion Jason witnessed Hesabeth so wild and needy. In all prior encounters, she'd exuded total command, so Jason couldn't hide his astonishment at her current state. Jason posed a straightforward inquiry.

"What do you want from me, Hesabeth?"

"I want you to look at me! I don’t... I don’t know how to express my feelings to people! I’ve never done this before! But I’m trying my best for you! I’m trying to seduce you and make you like me! I want a chance to be with you because you’re the only one who can make me happy! Don’t you see that I’m here! I’m trying my best, so why won’t you look at me!?"

Desperation contorted Hesabeth’s features as she vented, teetering on the brink of tears. Jason's look toughened, and he declared.

"You were literally a moment away from killing me a while ago, and now you’re saying you have feelings for me? How the fuck am I meant to just forget about all that?"

"I... I didn’t..."

Tongue-tied for the first time, Hesabeth struggled. Explaining the whirlwind of sentiments she'd harbored toward Jason lately eluded her. Love, longing, hatred, and resentment had swirled within her simultaneously for him, and she comprehended Jason's bewilderment over her motives. Spotting the pause on Hesabeth’s face, Jason seized the chance to rise.

"Well, if this conversation is over—"

As Jason attempted to leave the bed, shock gripped him when Hesabeth grasped his hand and pressed it to her right breast, clamping it there to let him sense the frantic pulse beneath! Her skin felt like plush velvet, Jason's digits yielding softly into the yielding tissue. Urgency gleamed in Hesabeth’s eyes as she secured his palm, conveying her desperate need for him to grasp her turmoil. A storm of feelings flickered over Hesabeth’s countenance then! Rage, yearning, affection, craving! Yet Hesabeth’s gaze pleaded with Jason for any reaction, and he released a soothing breath while easing his hand free from hers. His superior strength prevented her from retaining it, and once liberated, Jason addressed her.

"I see you, Hesabeth. But this isn’t how you form a relationship with someone. You and I haven’t always seen eye to eye, and it’s hard for me to look past that all at once. I’m grateful for what you’ve done for me, and if you ever need my help like I needed yours, then I will be there for you. But you helping me is not enough reason for me to fall in love with you. Now, please, get off."

A sharp inhale escaped Hesabeth as Jason's words sank in, sorrow blooming in her chest while she clutched at his torso in vain!