Chapter 1369: You’ll Be A Very Doting Father When You Have A Child Thirteen said nothing and simply kept his arms around the young lady in his embrace. Both of them were naked, their bare skin pressing against each other. Back in the cave, he had tried to analyze the aphrodisiac and recognized it after a while. The aphrodisiac was called "Spring Breeze," a wittily thought of name for the time when Lavenders started to bloom. It was a colorless aphrodisiac that spread through the wind, making it smell like lavender. Upon reading the information on this particular aphrodisiac, he realized that he and Stella were in a very dangerous situation. The effect of Spring Breeze grew more intense the more time passed. Even if they were no longer actively inhaling the drug, its effects lingered, heightening the sensitivity of the affected people. They would become so sensitive that the mere touch of their clothing would make their bodies shudder uncontrollably from how good it would feel. There was only one way to slowly dispel its effects. Human touch. To be more precise, being held by someone with their bodies pressing against each other. The cold water that poured on their heads helped to fight the heat starting to take hold of their bodies. Stella might have a godly level of resistance to aphrodisiacs, but even she didn’t expect that the drug the White Crane used on them would be this strong. The moment they were brought out of the enclosed cave, she thought that everything was over and sighed in relief. But that moment of carelessness was all it took for the effect of the aphrodisiac to magnify by several folds. Perhaps sensing her dilemma, Thirteen took the initiative to take her to the bathroom so that both of them could cool down. Although the water helped, Stella still fell into a daze and started sucking and nibbling the teenage boy’s neck to find some kind of relief through his body. She was a bit lucky in this regard because her partner was Thirteen. If she were with Vincent, Derek, or even Roland, those three healthy young men would definitely fall into temptation and ravage her then and there. "It’s hard... and hot..." Stella muttered after she regained a bit of her consciousness after nearly an hour in Thirteen’s embrace. Since their bodies were pressed against each other, she could feel Zion’s length pressing on her abdomen. It felt hot and hard, making her feel certain things for the first time in her life. "I’m sorry," Thirteen replied. "You’re a beautiful lady, so this is a perfectly normal reaction for men. But don’t worry. I have no intention of taking advantage of you. We need to use skinship as a way to slowly recover from the effect of the aphrodisiac. "Although I’m sure you’re feeling very uncomfortable right now, please bear with it. We will be in a more dangerous situation if we let the effects of Spring Breeze take root inside our bodies." Stella didn’t know what exactly she was feeling at the moment. There was a sense of excitement, curiosity, embarrassment, and shame. However, fear was not one of them. She could tell with every fiber of her being that Zion was someone she could trust with her life. The young lady might have been afraid if she were being held by any other men, but Zion was different. With him, all she could feel was warmth and safety, so instead of backing away, she even leaned her body closer, making the young man lean his own body on the wall of the bathroom. "Hey... am I really beautiful?" Stella asked. She also didn’t know why she was asking this question, but she felt like she wanted to talk about something to distract herself from the effects of the aphrodisiac. "Very beautiful," Thirteen replied. "More beautiful than your lovers?" "Erica said that if a lady asks me this question, I should tell them that all ladies are equally beautiful. That way, they will not hate me." "And do you think that this is the right answer?" Stella asked with genuine curiosity. "No," Thirteen answered. "Truth be told, I still don’t understand women. Sometimes, Sherry and Shana will ask me if I think they are fat. If I delay my answer by a second or two, they would start to think that I think they are fat, regardless of what kind of answer I give." A giggle escaped Stella’s lips, finding the teenage boy’s helpless tone quite adorable. Girls were... complicated creatures, and sometimes, when they say "yes," they actually mean "no" and vice versa. Even Vincent, the self-proclaimed Love Expert, had told him that women were like the clouds in the sky. One moment they were white in color, the next they would be dark and heavy with rain. "You know, my father said that all guys are devils in disguise," Stella said. "They are very good with words, tempting countless ladies and ruining them all." "I do agree," Thirteen smiled faintly. "Whenever I hear that someone is courting one of my sisters, I am half-tempted to bury them to the ground... permanently." Another giggle escaped Stella’s lips because Zion and his father were very much alike. Her father had dozens of daughters, and he treated every single one of them like precious treasures. If even a guy looked at them in a different way, he would invite them to talk in private. After that talk ended, those guys would never be seen or heard from again. "You’ll be a very doting father when you have a child," Stella said softly. Thirteen quieted down after hearing her words. There was a time when he had the chance to be a father and have a family. But Fate decided that he and Kate weren’t meant to be happy in that lifetime. Suddenly, Stella’s body shuddered as Thirteen nibbled her shoulder, sending waves of pleasure through her body. "W-What?!" Stella stuttered as she leaned on the young man’s body, as her legs had lost the strength to stand up on her own. Thirteen held her close and supported her, preventing her from falling down. "Sorry." Thirteen apologized. "I don’t know what came over me." Of course, he knew what came over him, but he was too embarrassed to admit that her words had shaken his heart a bit, reminding him of the past that he had forcefully erased to keep his sanity. Stella accepted his apology and closed her eyes. She was certain that if her father were to see her and Zion right now, he would probably lose his marbles and start hacking the teenage boy into pieces, after which he’d feed the young man’s remains to the monsters he kept in their palace as their pets.