257 THE DOPPEL'S SHOW
"Yes," Leo said with a faint smile. "You can keep the witch.. Hanna here, and she won't be able to escape."
Hanna glanced around, her initial anger giving way to a mix of confusion and reluctant appreciation. The garden was undeniably beautiful, but she quickly realized she was still trapped—just in a more comfortable setting.
Suddenly, a low, menacing growl echoed through the garden.
From the shadows emerged a massive, fearsome demonic hound, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. But what caught everyone's attention and sent a chill down Hanna's spine—was the creature's enormous phallus.
Hanna froze, her face pale as the hound approached. "What is this?" she asked, her voice trembling.
"This is a Hellhound," Leo explained calmly. "He's the guardian of this place. He'll make sure you don't run away."
"Sheez," Hanna growled, her frustration was evident.
Rabama raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What happens if she does try to run?"
Leo smirked, his tone playful. "Take a look at his… thing. Let's just say the hound has a unique way of dealing with escapees."
Hanna's face flushed with a mix of anger and humiliation, while Rabama burst out laughing. She crossed her arms and sulked, muttering curses under her breath.
Leo and Rabama shared a laugh, the tension of the moment easing. "This is the perfect solution," Rabama said, still grinning.
"Yes, perfect," Leo replied, his tone satisfied.
The rose garden, the Hellhound, and the hidden portal in the wardrobe—it was an unconventional solution to their problem.
Rabama found a way to contain Hanna while Leo got a place to root his magic dungeon in perfect secrecy.
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No one knew about Leo's secret journey to Eoloth, a place shrouded in secrecy. It was the perfect sanctuary for him, his family, and his dungeon.
There, they could hone their magical abilities, explore their magic, or simply enjoy some peace away from the intrigues they left behind.
While the real Leo and his family settled in Eoloth, his doppelgänger remained in Sodom City, maintaining the façade of normalcy.
A month had passed since the Rose Dungeon's sudden disappearance, and the initial frenzy it had caused had faded. The city's inhabitants and the Hunter Association of Luxor had moved on.
The Rose Dungeon doesn't excite Sodom City any longer.
In the heart of the city, a new branch of Court La Mood opened its doors, and Leo was indulging in an evening of luxury, lust and desire.
The absence of the Dungeon of Lust left him in need of replenishment, and the new courtesans of the establishment provided a temporary remedy.
As he reclined in his opulent penthouse, surrounded by the intoxicating scents of incense and the soft murmurs of beautiful women, Dassa strode into the room, her presence here cutting through the haze of indulgence.
The air seemed to shift as she approached, her sharp gaze taking in the scene before her: Leo lounging on a lavish bed, flanked by his courtesans, indulging in the epitome of decadence.
"Why have you come here, Dassa?" Leo asked, his tone cool and uninterested, as if her arrival were nothing more than an irritation.
Dassa's lips tightened, her irritation barely concealed.
She had not come to be treated like a mere courtesan or beggar, yet here she was, being ushered into Leo's presence as though she were just another girl vying for his attention.
"I need a favor from you", Dassa said simply.
"Give her some coins and begone, I am busy", Leo replied to her irritated by her request.
Suppressing her frustration, she forced a calm demeanor and stated her purpose. "I didn't come to beg for coins," she said before pausing and looking around, and finally cautioned, "Are you sure you want to talk here?"
"Just speak, our young master has no time to waste on you people. If everyone comes to our young master begging for favors, we'll become broke", Grammers told her off while dropping a pouch of coin on her.
"I am serious", Dassa said but Leo wasn't interested in her offer.
Unable to convince him about the importance of her matter she had no choice but to speak. Otherwise, she would be chased away like beggars.
"I need the Rose Dungeon Lilleo. I've discovered a way to break the unicorn curse, but I must be inside the dungeon to do it."
Dassa wanted to know if Leo had any role in hiding the Rose Dungeon. She thought due to their previous relations he would reveal something to her.
Instead, Leo's response was dismissive, his voice laced with indifference. "The bloody dungeon is gone. The entire fucking city knows that. If there's nothing else, I'm rather busy."
His fingers pointing at the door asking her to leave and Grammers move towards her.
Dassa studied him, a flicker of confusion crossing her features. This was not the Leo she remembered in her memories. He was never this harsh to her.
"Perhaps success changed him, hardened him," she told herself in her mind as she rationalized his behavior.
Stepping closer, she leaned in, her voice softening. "You don't have to act so cold with me. We're friends, aren't we?"
In a sudden, unexpected move, Leo pulled her onto the bed. The courtesans quietly rose and exited the room, leaving the two alone.
"What are you doing?" Dassa demanded, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
"Strip," Leo commanded, his tone devoid of warmth.
The demand stung, but Dassa strangely complied.
She had not come here to be treated like this, but must endure it. She had a plan, and humiliation was a small price to pay. As she leaned closer, her lips brushing against his, she whispered, "Can you handle me?"
Leo's hands traced the curves of her naked body, but when she reached to remove his clothes for something more intimate, he slapped her hands away.
His interest in her was superficial, and Dassa seethed inwardly at the rejection. "Bastard," she thought, "I'll make you pay for this someday."
"Focus on the mission," Dassa reminded herself, her thoughts cutting through her anger.
"Leo, Remember the times we were together", Dassa muttered seductively.