Chapter 13: I Own His Girlfriend
Rachael, The White Dragon, must have heard Raphael loud and clear, as when he placed his hands together, outstretched towards Elliot, he felt a ferocious power travelling towards his palm.
Elliot was ready, too; he prepared a powerful strike in his golden Rapier.
The crowd shun their eye from the bright lights but peaked through their fingers. They couldn't miss this.
BOOM
As Elliot swung his rapier, a beam of golden energy blasted from the tip of the weapon and came crashing forward.
Raphael let the white flames roar from his hands, as though they were the jaws of a dragon.
The two abilities came flying towards each other, practically distorting the air around them.
When the forces met, it was obvious in an instant whose strike was greater.
The white flames swallowed the golden beam in an instant, evaporating the ability and continuing onwards towards Elliot.
The 'White Prince's' eyes bulged from his head as he witnessed the difference in their strengths.
I am going to die! He thought to himself.
But before the flames could engulf him, Raphael retracted its power.
He was cruel, yes, but he was no killer.
The remnants of the flames washed over Elliot, leaving him mostly unharmed, but the man fell onto his backside, looking at Raphael in fear.
The crowd were silent for a moment, taking in the spectacle that they had just seen.
Then a few moments later, they began to let out cheers.
"He's done it. The new kid has actually defeated Elliot!'
"Did you see that fire? It was white? What the fuck."
"He's the real White Prince, not Elliot!"
The crowd went crazy, news spreading of the duel that had just taken place.
Raphael walked over to Elliot, who was sitting on the floor, completely and utterly embarrassed.
He looks pathetic in this state.
"You've lost everything, Elliot. All because you underestimated me and my rank."
The man didn't even look up at him.
In fact, he seemed too scared to. The White Flames had traumatised him.
Not only had this man taken his woman, but he had also made a mockery of him.
Raphael couldn't be asked to look at the sorry state of him, so he made his way from the top of the hill and through the large crowd.
He spotted Celeste with joy in her eyes. She was so happy that he hadn't lost his life. Damien, on the other hand, seemed furious.
Now both of them had been embarrassed by the new student.
Beatrice didn't even go over to her boyfriend to comfort him after his loss. Instead, she whispered to her friends with a smile on her face.
Even The Rose Queen, Harmony, and her friend, The Crown Queen, had surprised looks on their faces as they spoke about the events.
Raphael let out a sigh. He was the centre of attention.
This is going to be an interesting week.
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During Raphael's first class, he was hardly able to focus on his learning.
All around him, students were staring and whispering about the morning.
He had been put into the same class as Celeste and Damien, and even the pair of them joined in with spreading the rumours.
And by the time the first class had finished, the rumour had been spread around the entire school.
Raphael's name was already infamous.
And yet he didn't mind.
Alongside the whispers, he noticed women looking at him with a sort of adoration in their eyes.
He planned on exploring some of those options during lunchtime, but whilst he was eating a meal in the school corridor, he noticed someone coming towards him.
They stood out due to the fact that unlike everyone else in the Rose School who wore the red uniform, she was wearing yellow.
Beatrice.
When she spotted Raphael sitting with a sandwich in his hand, she came rushing over.
"Raph, I've been looking for you!" She said cheerfully, standing in front of him.
Shouldn't you be looking for your boyfriend? The rumours must be crushing him.
"What's up," he said, taking another bite.
The black-haired woman suddenly grew nervous. Those who walked by were watching them. It was unusual for a Crown School member to be in the Rose School.
She clutched at her skirt.
"I-I just wanted to thank you for this morning. I can't stand Elliot's pride, and someone needed to put him in his place. After today, maybe he will finally stop being so controlling over me."
Raphael continued eating, as thoughts ran through his head.
So even after we fucked, she's still staying with him? Interesting.
"Well, it had to be done." He replied. "He challenged me, so I accepted. You're welcome."
Beatrice nodded her head, cheeks slightly beginning to blush.
"There's something else I wanted to tell you as well."
Hmm?
The girl leaned forward and whispered in Raphael's ear.
"You own me now. Whenever you want to play with me, I'm yours to take. Even if my boyfriend Elliot is nearby, you can take me secretively."
Her tone was seductive, and Raphael positioned himself so that no one walking by would notice his groin stiffening.
She pulled away from his ear and spoke regularly now.
"Of course, I've promised him that I will never cheat again, but it was just to smooth over the situation."
Raphael flashed the woman a smile, enjoying the reward given to him.
I own her. I own Elliot's girlfriend.
"Sounds good to me." He replied, making Beatrice twirl her hair cheerfully.
Afterwards, she left him alone to eat his lunch and sit with his thoughts.
I'll definitely be taking her up on that offer soon. Someone's got to pleasure her eventually, and we know her boyfriend isn't doing that.
The rest of the day went by just as the morning had.
Raphael was the centre of attention, and he had expected no less.
However, what he could not see, was how nervous the men of the school had become.
Rumours had spread of Raphael being a woman taker, and no one wanted to fall victim to him.
As they walked past him, they tightened their grips on their girlfriend's hands.
Some even grabbed their girlfriend's asses, trying their best to show they were confident and trusted their relationships.
But inside, they were all terrified.
Terrified of losing their women.
And it wouldn't be long before Raphael found a new target.
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