"I stormed in because you were trying to seduce him," Abyss snapped. "You have no sense of boundaries, Lilith. He doesn't belong to you."

"Oh, and he belongs to you, does he?" Lilith shot back, taking a step closer. Her tone turned mocking. "You're just mad because I'm better at this than you are."

Abyss growled low in her throat, her fists clenching. "You don't even care about him. For you, this is just a game."

"And for you, it's what? A chance to prove you can actually share something for once?" Lilith's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Face it, Abyss. You don't want him—you just don't want me to have him."

Abyss's glare intensified, but then, surprisingly, she exhaled sharply, stepping back. "You think you know everything, don't you?" she said, her voice quieter but no less intense. "Fine. You want to share? This time, I'll let you. But don't get comfortable."

Lilith arched an eyebrow, her smirk widening. "Well, well. Look at you, compromising. I never thought I'd see the day."

"Don't push it," Abyss warned, her tone icy.

Lilith chuckled, turning toward the door. "Shall we?"

Inside the room, Adrian had finished his bath and was now dressed in a simple black shirt and trousers. He turned to the door as it opened, his gaze settling on the two goddesses who entered.

Lilith was the first to approach with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She reached out, brushing her fingertips against his cheek.

Adrian raised an eyebrow as she pressed herself against him, her lips grazing his jaw.

He felt her power flowing through him, drawing him closer, clouding his thoughts. Her touch was intoxicating, and for a moment, he surrendered, losing himself in the heat of the moment.

But then, he felt a second presence—Abyss, her energy swirling around him like a storm.

He pulled away from Lilith, turning to face Abyss. She stood before him, her violet eyes burning with a fierce intensity. She moved closer, her hand tracing the curve of his cheek, sending a shiver down his spine.

Her lips met his, and the taste of her was intoxicating. He pulled her closer, deepening the kiss, and he felt her power enveloping him, drawing him in.

His hands found the bare skin of her waist, and the sensation was like electricity. She arched into his touch, her body pressed against his.

They kissed with a fierce hunger, each lost in the moment. He could feel Lilith watching them, her power a low hum in the background.

She took a deliberate step forward, her lips curling into a seductive smile. "Adrian," she purred, her voice as smooth as honey, "why don't we make tonight… unforgettable?"

She reached up, tracing her fingers lightly down his chest, her touch leaving a trail of warmth.

Her crimson eyes locked onto his as her other hand began to untie the sash of her dress, the fabric slipping down her shoulders. Adrian raised an eyebrow, his expression bemused but intrigued.

"Really, Lilith?" Abyss's voice cut through the room like a blade. She took a step forward with straight posture "Your idea of seduction is to throw yourself at him like a common temptress?"

Lilith smirked, unfazed. "It's called confidence, darling. Maybe you should try it sometime."

Adrian sighed, running a hand through his damp hair. "If this is going where I think it is, I hope you both know I'm not a spectator sport."

"Oh, but you are," Lilith quipped, her smirk widening as she let the sash fall completely. The fabric pooled at her feet, revealing her lingerie beneath—lace, almost translucent material that left little to the imagination. "Care to comment, Adrian?"

Adrian's gaze flicked to her, and he crossed his arms, his tone even. "Bold, but predictable."

Lilith laughed, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "We'll see how predictable I am in a moment."

Abyss watched from a distance, feeling both annoyed and irritated. She took a deep breath, her usual calm expression changing slightly to show how determined she was. Without a word, she began to unfasten the buttons of her high-collared blouse.

Adrian glanced at her, one eyebrow arching. "And what's this, Abyss? Joining the theatrics?"

"If you think I'm going to let Lilith outdo me, you're sorely mistaken," she said in a low, commanding voice. Her blouse slipped from her shoulders, revealing her toned figure and a sheer corset that accentuated her curves. "Besides," she added, stepping closer to Adrian, "I don't need flashy tricks to make an impression."

Lilith rolled her eyes, folding her arms. "So, what's this? A staring contest?"

Abyss ignored her, her gaze fixed solely on Adrian as she leaned in. "You like control, don't you?" she murmured, her breath warm against his ear. "You like being the one to choose."

Adrian chuckled softly, shaking his head. "You're both making this far too complicated."

Lilith stepped up, brushing Abyss aside with a casual push of her hip. "Let me show you how it's done," she said with a wink.

She reached behind her back, unhooking the clasp of her bra and letting it fall away. She moved with confidence as she ran her hands down her sides, gently swaying her hips.

Abyss scoffed but didn't back down.

Instead, she stepped forward in a fluid and predatory manner. She placed a hand on Adrian's chest, her nails lightly grazing his skin through his shirt. "Adrian," she said softly, almost like a whisper. "You don't have to pick tonight. Just… enjoy."

He looked between them with an unreadable expression, though a faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "You two are relentless."

Lilith laughed, reaching out to run a finger along his jaw. "We know what we want. Can you blame us?"

Abyss tilted her head, her violet eyes narrowing slightly. "The question is, Adrian… what do you want?"

Adrian's gaze lingered on each of them, the weight of their challenge evident. Finally, he stepped back, his tone even but firm. "You want to impress me? Fine. Show me what you've got."

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