My Family in the Novel?

Chapter 70: Aria Tellus 4 R-18

Warning R-18 Content (Incest warning)

"How did she remember?" Despite the fact that it was my sister who had personally erased her memories, along with those of everyone else, Aria had somehow managed to recall her past.

This presented a troubling and perilous situation.

While Aria hadn't been the one that Dad had personally visited during his manifestations, she had been in close proximity, bearing witness to his presence. Judging by the way she described Dad; it seemed like she had caught a glimpse of him during that time.

"What a pain" I muttered under my breath, frustrated by the complexities of the situation. Should I ask sis to personally erase her memories once again?

"Aghh…!!"

Just as I was attempting to grapple with the ramifications of Aria's sudden recollection, she screamed in pain once more, clutching her hair.

It was pretty clear that the memories resurfacing was causing her immense distress and pain, and I couldn't help but fear that her very soul might be on the verge of breaking under the weight of these recollections.

I don't know how Aria had managed to remember and get her memories back. But right now, my concerns extended beyond just her. I couldn't help but worry that Duke Frederick and Liam, who had also undergone memory erasure, and might someday recall their lost memories.

The prospect of dealing with not just Aria but also others who might regain their memories was a daunting one. I just hoped that Duke Frederick and Liam remained oblivious to their lost memories.

I understood that, for the time being, calming Aria down took precedence over understanding how she had regained her memories.

I gripped her shoulder firmly as my hands started to glow in purple, seeking to provide the comfort and solace she so desperately needed.

"Aria, look into my eyes" I gently implored, and she complied, albeit reluctantly. It was clear that her entire existence was wracked with pain, a turmoil she was struggling to contain.

Suddenly I kissed her.

Her eyes were wide in shock as she probably didn't expect me to do that.

"Mmh!" Aria initially made an effort to resist, pushing her frail arms against me, but her weakened state made it impossible for her to put up any significant resistance. Her mind was in disarray, and she had little choice but to allow our mouths to meet.

As our kiss deepened, I sensed Aria gradually succumbing to the moment.

"Ahm..!"

Her tongue ventured into my mouth, as if trying to grasp the warmth and relief that our connection was providing. It was apparent that she was finding solace in our intimacy.

She must be truly finding comfort and relief in our kiss right now, which was entirely understandable.

After all, I was transferring my mana to her through our connection, and my hands on her shoulder guided the flow of this energy within her.

With meticulous care, I directed my mana toward her brain, gradually alleviating the pain she was experiencing.

Despite her initial resistance, Aria's passion began to match my own, and her tongue explored the depths of my mouth with a newfound eagerness. It was a mutually intense experience, and as we continued to kiss, our connection grew stronger,

Despite the intensity of our kiss and Aria's evident enthusiasm, I couldn't help but notice that the way she moved her tongue suggested a degree of inexperience in this realm of intimacy.

It was a surprising revelation, given her outwardly confident and assertive demeanor. I had assumed that someone as assertive and experienced as Aria would be well-versed in matters of passion and desire.

Her actions, however, indicated otherwise. She blushed deeply and occasionally averted her slightly watery eyes as we made eye contact, her behavior giving off an aura of someone who might be experiencing such intimacy for the first time.

As our lips parted with an audible smack, a trail of saliva connected us briefly, a testament to the intensity of our connection. Despite Aria's initial behavior, she sucked on my mouth with a fervor, as if trying to extract every last bit of the mana I was transferring to her.

It was a sensation that ignited a unique and intense energy between us, and the way she looked at me

As Aria locked eyes with me, her senses seemed to return, and she began to grasp the situation.

"W-what did you do?" she stammered, attempting to wriggle out of my arms. In response, I held her more tightly, not yet finished with the process of guiding the mana throughout her body to calm her down.

"Don't move," I cautioned her, determined to continue assisting her until the task was complete.

"Let go of me, you... you fucker!" she began to protest, her insults flowing freely. "H-how dare you—even though you're my brother—even though you're just a loser—you dare take my f-first—"

It was evident that most of her pain had dissipated now, thanks to the temporary relief provided by our connection. However, it was essential that my sister personally erase her memories once again.

While I possessed the authority to do so, I lacked the confidence to erase her memories without complications, leaving me to believe it was best for my sister to handle the task.

Typically, it was advisable to exercise caution and avoid using my sister's authority more than once on the same person. This was due to the inherent danger involved, as a single application of her authority not only altered one's memories but also left a lasting impact on the records of one's soul.

'I don't like her but that doesn't mean I want to kill her'

The profound implications of tampering with someone's soul made it a precarious endeavor. Each use of her authority had far-reaching consequences, and employing it multiple times on the same individual could result in severe and irreversible consequences.

"Ahhh" Aria suddenly screamed in pain once more, and I spoke urgently, "I told you not to move. We're not finished yet, so just listen to me and let me help you. Or do you want me to kiss you again?"

Aria immediately shook her head upon hearing my words, and I couldn't help but feel a tinge of hurt at her response. I wondered if the thought of kissing me was that repulsive to her. After all, I was her brother, and that alone might be reason enough for her to find it distasteful.

However, I had to remind myself that I wasn't truly Adrian, and our relationship was far more complex now. I couldn't hold myself to the same standards, and my own identity and emotions were separate from the original Adrian.

Or was it not the fact that I was her brother that bothered her the most, but rather the deep-seated hatred she had for the person she believed me to be?

As I observed Aria's actions, particularly the way she kept her gaze fixed on my mouth and her telltale blush, it became clear that there was more to the situation than met the eye. Her actions seemed to suggest a different story, one that ran deeper than mere repulsion due to our familial relationship.

The inner Adrian within me grappled with a torrent of conflicting emotions. While I was now the one in control of this body, the residual hatred and dread that the previous Adrian had harbored for Aria still lingered within me.

It was a complex and bewildering experience, and the idea that I was causing emotional and physical distress to Aria, the person my previous self-had despised, seemed to offer me an unsettling sense of satisfaction. Even though I don't exactly hate her, the turmoil within me remained an enigma, one that I continued to struggle to understand and navigate.

It acted strangely similar to my spell in which my emotion's drive my body for me, only this time my body is influencing my mind.

Aria's hands instinctively reached for her head as the pain resurfaced, and she winced in discomfort.

"Aria, look at me" I gently instructed, and she readily complied, her eyes locking onto mine.

"Don't try to remember. Focus on me for now" I'm pretty sure just the thought of dad would cause her head to explode in pain right now.

She nodded hesitantly, her voice quivering as she replied, "O-okay." It was clear that Aria was in distress, and I felt compelled to help her navigate this tumultuous situation and find a way to alleviate her pain.

Time passed and Aria kept looking at me to alleviate her pain.

She gradually calmed down, allowing me to hold her more comfortably. However, her reactions took an unexpected turn, and I couldn't help but be acutely aware of the way she blushed and took deep, sensual breaths.

It was as if she couldn't stop exuding an erotic aura, and I found myself increasingly frustrated with her behavior.

'Seriously can this bitch please stop acting erotic for fuck's sake'

"Mm-ah" she moaned softly, and the way she continued to emit these soft, seductive sounds as I guided my mana through her only intensified my internal struggle. Her face now bore a satisfied, alluring expression, her red eyes pleading for more.

Aria's body pressed intimately against mine, her soft curves tantalizing to the touch. The subtle sheen of sweat glistened on her skin, causing her clothing to cling to her form, revealing tantalizing hints of what lay beneath.

Her erotic lingerie peeked through, adding to the alluring tension in the air, as her desire and the magnetic pull between us grew stronger with each passing moment.

In an attempt to calm my racing heart and swirling thoughts, I desperately reached out to my sister through our telepathic connection.

"Sis, come to me right now, it's an emergency," I implored, sending my message through the mental link that connected us.

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But there was no immediate response. I tried again, and yet, there was still silence on the other end. Though I could sense my sister's mana and authority within me, the thread of our connection seemed to grow thinner with each passing moment. Panic began to well up within me as I realized that my sister was intentionally withdrawing, making our connection nearly imperceptible. This only occurred when she was trying to remain hidden.

"Did something happen with her and Elena?" I wondered, my mind racing with concern and uncertainty. The mystery of my sister's actions added to the growing turmoil within me.

'It is really getting harder and harder to hold back' my internal struggle intensifying with every passing moment. Aria's tantalizing responses were becoming increasingly difficult to resist.

As I focused on Aria, her efforts to stifle her moans only served to heighten the tension in the room. The sadistic smile that had unknowingly spread across my face mirrored the growing temptation and desire that coursed through me. It was becoming harder to maintain control, and the alluring atmosphere between us was pushing the boundaries of restraint.

Aria's struggle to contain her moans and the evident embarrassment on her face, and now I couldn't deny the strange sense of satisfaction that coursed through me.

The remnants of the previous Adrian's emotions had a powerful hold on me, compelling me to take pleasure in Aria's torment.

It was an unsettling feeling, but I found myself influenced by it, and I couldn't help but want to see her suffer a bit more, in some way or another.

The desire to make her feel the same discomfort she had caused the previous Adrian grew stronger within me, intensifying the complex emotions that swirled between us.

With each meticulous maneuver of guiding the mana within Aria's body, I could sense that she was gradually improving, and a few more adjustments should bring her temporary relief. However, the process was proving to be more challenging than I had anticipated, and I couldn't help but become frustrated.

"Ahm!"

'Stop moaning woman!'

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My thoughts raced as the sensations surged through my body. "I feel so hot, and I feel really good," I couldn't help but admit to myself. The warmth, the heat, the overwhelming intensity, and the inexplicable comfort that his mana provided were undeniably addicting, making it increasingly challenging for me to resist.

The conflicting emotions that swirled within me only added to the confusion.

'What's wrong with me?' I questioned myself, my inner turmoil causing me to feel both ashamed and aroused.

'He's my brother, for Goddess's sake. Why am I acting so…horny? And why is he so calm?' My frustration grew as I noticed his unchanging expression. It was as if he was only doing this to help me, without any emotional investment in the moment.

'ANNOYING' I thought, exasperated by his seemingly emotionless demeanor.

'At least act embarrassed for Goddess's sake!' The surge of emotions within me intensified as I grappled with my own feelings and the person he had become.

I couldn't help but feel a simmering resentment.

'Even though you're just garbage Dad brought back home, even though you were just lucky to be born with those grey eyes, even though you were just lucky to get Sister Lilliana's attention… you were just supposed to be human trash who didn't know what to do with his life. Why are you so confident now?'

The situation had taken a complicated turn, and I struggled to make sense of the turbulent emotions that raged within me.

"Mmh!" I couldn't stifle a moan that escaped my lips as I squirmed, the intense pleasure washing over me. The sensations were overwhelming, and I couldn't help but wonder if Adrian was doing this on purpose.

'Is he actually doing this on purpose?' I thought, but in truth, I couldn't complain. I didn't know how he was managing to alleviate the pain in my head, but this intense pleasure was effectively pushing aside the nightmarish images that had haunted my dreams. I had so many questions for Adrian, but those could wait for another time.

"Mm-ah" I moaned once again, bewildered by my own body's response.

Why was I feeling this way? Adrian was merely touching me and sending his mana through me, but it was generating an unexpected and incredibly sensual reaction within me.

The heat in the room was becoming unbearable, and my clothes clung to my body, making me feel sticky and uncomfortable. In my desperation, I inched closer to Adrian, silently urging him to continue what he was doing more quickly. To my surprise, he twitched in response, and I couldn't help but smirk.

I gazed at Adrian once more, and this time, a very faint blush colored his face.

'Yeah, take that, stupid brother of mine' I thought with a sense of triumph. ' I knew you couldn't resist my charm'

"Ah! I'm wet," I panted, my arousal evident as my breaths came in short, shallow gasps. Time seemed to stretch on, and I couldn't help but yearn for this encounter to come to an end.

But before either of us could react, my hands acted of their own accord, seizing his right arm and guiding it toward my breast. Both of us were taken by surprise, our eyes locking in a moment of unspoken understanding. The warmth emanating from his glowing purple hands was strangely soothing and electrifying at the same time.

"Ahhm!" I let out a substantial moan as Adrian's hands tenderly squeezed my breasts.

We gazed into each other's eyes once more his ashen grey eyes met my crimson red eyes, a silent agreement passing between us.

Before we knew it, we engaged in another heated kiss, and this time, it felt as though we were unwilling to let go of each other.

The intense passion and desire flowed between us, creating an irresistible connection that neither of us could deny.