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{Chapter: 217 Morning Whispers and Asgardian Trouble}
She blinked blearily and let out a soft breath, murmuring, "Mmm…"
Aiden smirked.
His voice was low, husky, and playful as he said, "Morning, beautiful."
She opened her eyes fully now, still dazed, barely lifting her head as she looked up at him. Her body was sore in the best ways possible—thighs aching, nipples tingling from earlier teasing, her core still throbbing with aftershocks.
"You didn't sleep?" she mumbled, voice hoarse.
He brushed her hair back, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "Didn't want to waste a second of having you like this on me."
Her face flushed deeper, but before she could answer—
Knock knock.
The knock on the door was sharp, interrupting the intimacy with sudden, unwelcome awareness.
She groaned and buried her face back in his chest. "Tell them to go to hell…"
Aiden chuckled, already reaching for the blanket to cover her exposed backside. "Tempting. But after that performance, I don't think hell would take you."
"D-Daisy, a-are you awake?" came Jemma's slightly flustered voice. "I-I'm here to brief you on a new mission. Um… that was Aiden with you, right? If so, he should probably join us. It's... complicated."
Daisy's eyes widened. She scrambled to sit up, tugging the blanket around herself. Her cheeks burned. "H-He's here! W-we'll be out in a few minutes! Daisy hurriedly said with her face red and said.
She turned to Aiden and whispered, mortified, "She heard us, didn't she?"
Aiden simply laughed, that maddening smirk on his lips. "Let her. Jealousy is a powerful motivator."
"Stop it!" she hissed, lightly slapping his chest. "This is so embarrassing."
As Daisy hurriedly began dressing, Aiden leaned back against the headboard with a lazy, contented look.
'Maybe I should let things get even bolder next time,' he mused. 'The way she flushes and stammers… adorable.'
Once dressed, Daisy paused at the door and looked over her shoulder. "You're going to behave, right?"
"No promises," Aiden said, tossing her a wink.
She rolled her eyes but smiled, then opened the door and stepped out.
Jemma was standing outside, awkwardly clutching her tablet. Her ears were pink, her eyes darting nervously between Daisy—who looked unusually flushed—and Aiden, who strolled out behind her with the smug grace of a man thoroughly pleased with himself.
Jemma tried to maintain professionalism, but she was clearly flustered.
"I-I'll go ahead to the briefing room," Daisy said quickly, sensing something brewing. "You two… catch up."
As she left, Aiden turned to Jemma with a knowing smile. "Good morning."
"You—how do you do that?" she blurted, eyes narrowing. "That… disappearing and reappearing trick."
"Trade secret," he said smoothly. "But for you? Let's just say it's a very rare talent."
"I had a hundred questions prepared," she muttered, trying to regain composure. "But now I can't even think straight."
Aiden tilted his head. "Is it because of what you heard?"
"Don't—don't say it," Jemma said quickly, placing her hand over his mouth. "Please. Just… don't."
He gently lowered her hand, eyes gleaming. "Even if I don't say it, I already know what you're thinking. Telepathy's a hell of a thing."
Jemma's face turned scarlet. She looked away, clearly flustered but unable to stop a small smile from forming.
"You're incorrigible," she said quietly.
"I prefer 'irresistible.'"
Aiden grabbed her hand and lowered it slowly "Although I don't say it I already know what you think so don't be nervous. It will happen naturally so there's no need to rush. Now let's go see Lorelei!"
"Who is Lorelei?" Jemma asked and hurriedly followed him.
"Lorelei?"
At this time, Aiden came across Phil and heard Jemma's question. He looked suspiciously at Aiden and asked "You already know who it is?"
"Lorelei?" he repeated. "You already know who that is?"
Aiden turned, instantly composed. "Lorelei is an Asgardian who has a physical fitness higher than the average Asgardian woman. Her body is three times denser than that of a human being, which provides her with super strength, endurance, and many other advantages. She also has a long lifespan and is immune to all diseases on Earth. Of course, these are just basic Asgard attributes that are not even comparable to Elliott, so they are nothing special. But her ability is very special, seduction laced with ancient magic. With some magic she can seduce any man and can even manipulate their minds—doesn't matter if he's mortal or god."
Aiden is very familiar with Lorelei because her ability is too strong, and almost no man can defeat her. She once caused several major countries to fall into chaos and was later detained in Asgard's prison.
This matter should have happened because of the Dark Elves' invasion, which destroyed a lot of Asgard, including the prison that detained her. Then, she escaped.
However, since she came to earth then Sif should have also come.
Thinking of Sif, Aiden suddenly missed her more than before.
Phil folded his arms, clearly skeptical. "That strong?"
"Stronger," Aiden replied. "This has nothing to do with willpower, as long as you're a male then you will be controlled by her. Therefore, you might want to sit this one out, Coulson. Lorelei's not someone you can resist with willpower alone."
"And you?" May cut in.
"I've got safeguards in place," Aiden said calmly. "But if things go sideways… I'll pull back."
May nodded. "Then I'll take point. If she's affecting men, it makes sense that I lead the extraction."
"Smart," Aiden said approvingly. "Though I admit, part of me is curious just how powerful her charm really is."
"You planning to test that firsthand?" Jemma asked, glancing up at him.
Aiden smirked. "Only if Daisy doesn't mind sharing."
"Hey!" Daisy shouted from down the corridor.
Aiden chuckled and started walking. "Let's get to work, team."