My Taboo Harem System

"Denzel!" Sophia called out.

The moment her eyes landed on him, she noticed the injuries.

Without hesitation, Sophia rushed toward him, concern written all over her face.

When she finally got a closer look at the burns on his hand, her eyes widened.

"What happened?" she asked urgently.

***

The soft sound of water dripping from the towel echoed through the room as Sophia carefully tended to Denzel’s injuries.

Instead of wrapping a bandage around the burn immediately, she pressed the damp cloth against his palm, allowing the cool water to soothe the surrounding of the damaged skin, before she pulled out an ointment to apply on him.

Several minutes passed in silence after she had finished applying the ointment.

In timd, she had completely bandaged both of his hands and only then, did Sophia lift her gaze to meet his.

"You want to explain to me how any of this happened?" she asked.

Fear still lingered in her eyes, refusing to fade as she desperately awaited any form of response from Denzel, but Denzel simply stared at her.

’Sophia, Sophia. You should consider yourself lucky that I’ve already used my skill on Aisha. Otherwise, you would be begging for my length right now instead of questioning me like this.’ he thought.

Yet despite the sexual malice in his thoughts, his expression remained completely unreadable.

"Hmm...it’s a bit funny that you desperately want to know everything about me, including my secrets, but yet you’re out here keeping your own secrets."

Sophia opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something.

"Huh?...not this again...Denzel...I don’t...uh—!"

At that moment, Denzel’s thoughts shifted.

’Okay, so since I basically have her alone, I suppose it’s time to get some answers out of her’

’I still have the skill "Deemed moment" so all I need to do is make direct contact with her and find the fucking truth.’

Right then, a system notification popped up before him.

[Criteria has not been met for application of skill]

Denzel blinked, a bit fazed by the system.

’Well, that basically answers the question.’

"Don’t bother, Sophia." Denzel added, cutting the conversation short, but Sophia immediately spoke up.

"No, Denzel...just, talk to me please. I really want us to br open with each other."

As she spoke, Denzel moved his patched-up arm and gently placed his palm against Sophia’s arm.

"Sling," he muttered softly.

[Ding!]

The loud chime of the sytem sounded as a system notification immediately appeared.

[Activation phrase has been used. Skill is now active.]

Denzel glanced at the notification.

’And there it is.’

’Now, no time to waste I suppose. Let’s get on with the reveal.’ He thought as he pulled his sister a little closer.

Sophia’s eyes locked onto his, and instantly, her entire train of thought became distorted. This was exactly the perfect opportunity to ask her everything.

"Sophia, I need to know..." he began.

A brief pause followed.

"Why are you keeping your job a secret from us."

But before she could say another word, Denzel suddenly moved forward and pressed his lips against hers, pulling her into a deep kiss.

At first, Sophia couldn’t even react. Having already let her guard down around him due to the skill, she found herself unable to resist the taste of his lips smooching against hers as he held the kiss.

His hands, as expected, quickly found their way to her plush massive breasts, squeezing her plush flesh against his huge palm.

A few moments later, a familiar notification appeared before Denzel.

[Ding!]

[Time period has been exhausted.]

[Skill has been deactivated.]

The notification vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

Denzel inwardly sighed.

’Since I obviously don’t have enough time to get her to spill her answers before she recovers from the system’s distortion, I guess I’ll just have to make do with this...fucking hell, why is the time usage of this skill so goddamn low?!’ he thought.

After a few more seconds, he slowly pulled away and stared into her eyes.

At this point, Sophia’s cheeks were flushed red. Her eyes looked slightly dazed, and her breathing had become shaky.

" Sophia" Denzel said softly.

"You know I love you, and I also know that you love me."

"I don’t like you keeping things from me. I’ve been asking you about this for a while now."

He paused before speaking again.

"Look at me, Sophia."

Almost immediately, Sophia raised her eyes to meet his gaze.

The moment she did, a powerful emotion stirred within her.

’Don’t... don’t tell him... don’t...’ she thought.

But she couldn’t think any further.

Her thoughts had become completely muddled, partly because of the skill and partly because of Denzel’s skilled touches.

Denzel took another squeeze of her breasts, the faint perky pinch of her already erect nipple tugging at his palm.

’Mmm! He always knows how to touch me.’

Denzel continued to stare at her.

"I appreciate everything you do for me, Sophia. But I want to take care of you too, just like you take care of your brother."

He tightened his gaze on her.

"So tell me, Sophia...Why do you always keep yourself away from me?...Why did you get the job?"

A long silence stretched between them.

Denzel stared into Sophia’s eyes, watching as her body trembled. Her lips quivered slightly, as though she were still fighting against the urge to speak, desperately trying to keep everything buried inside.

But the pressure was becoming too much.

Eventually, her resistance began to crack.

"I... I..."

The words barely escaped her lips before she paused, drawing in a shaky breath and lowered her gaze for a brief moment.

When she finally spoke again, her voice was soft and certain.

"The truth is" she muttered.

Her fingers curled tightly against her flare dress.

"Denzel... I’m doing it so you don’t get involved."

For a moment, Denzel simply stared at her. A flicker of surprise crossed his face.

In truth, He hadn’t actually expected her to answer, but open hearing her reply, his curiosity was only amped up the more.

"Get involved in what?" he asked

— End of Chapter 81 —