His "Little" House

«WHAT DID SHE SAY?!»

Arthur stared at Nova's beautiful face. She didn't show a hint of hesitation or any sign of joking. Her words were sincere, much to the astonishment of our protagonist, who still hadn't realized they were flying.

"You... you... did you mean... did you mean that... that... that..."

"What you heard, silly," she interrupted him with a somewhat shy expression. "Oh, I'm so embarrassed to admit it... I... I've never done anything like this before, but I was so, so excited... I locked myself in the bathroom and touched myself until I came."

At that moment, his mind conjured up an image of that sexy redhead touching her pussy while whispering his name between gasps.

«Damn it, Arthur, this girl isn't lying... She's really crazy about you!... Wait a minute, I'm not on the ground.»

A gust of wind made him realize how high up he was. Looking down, he saw nothing but clouds and more clouds. His mind began to work with a certain clarity, trying to figure out where they were going.

"Uh... Nova... Where are you taking me?... No... we shouldn't be leaving the university so late... we could get punished."

Nova's warm arms enveloped young Adams passionately as she looked at him with a mischievous grin.

"Oh, Arthur, it's a surprise. Be patient, you'll see when we get there. And don't worry, I have a special pass because of my amazing grades... I've got your back, honey."

«Did she call me 'honey'? Where did that come from?»

His common sense hit Arthur like a bolt of lightning. He began to analyze his strange situation more closely. The complete turnaround in the attitude of the girl who had always despised him, and how quickly she wanted to move forward, filled the young man's mind with questions.

At this point, he was sure Nova was serious, but something didn't quite add up. Just yesterday, the only kind of relationship they had had was bullying.

«I'm living a dream. It's too good to be true, but IT IS. Something else must be going on with her. Did some girl do something to her? I don't think so. I find it hard to believe that any girl could be that stupid, and Nova wouldn't let herself be attacked so easily... What could it be?»

So distracted by his thoughts, he didn't notice when his feet touched the ground. That brought him back to the present, noticing that they were entering the gates of a luxurious condominium.

Behind enormous golden gates lay a long driveway adorned with the most beautiful garden imaginable, and at the end, an imposing five-story mansion. Polished marble columns, gigantic glass walls, and a swimming pool in the background.

LUXE was palpable from miles away; even if Arthur worked his whole life, he'd never have the chance to afford a place like this.

"We're here. This is my house," Nova said, standing proudly in front of the gates.

"All this is yours!" Arthur exclaimed, gazing in awe at the place.

As if it were the most natural thing in the world, the redhead pulled out a small remote control, and with a flick of the wrist, the ostentatious gates opened automatically.

"Well, actually, my parents bought it for my birthday last year. Let's just say it's my summer house. I use it on vacation... or for special occasions." With the gate open, Nova tenderly extended her right hand. "Come with me, Arthur."

An invitation like that, straight out of a fairy tale, seemed like a gift from the universe for a boy with no money or powers like Arthur Adams. He didn't even bother to question how absurdly fast things were moving; he simply took that soft hand.

After a few seconds of touching, he thought he noticed a slight tremor in the fiery girl, as well as a lighter blush on her cheeks. She led him along the path, passing through the beautiful garden adorned with flowers whose names Arthur didn't know.

The front door was every bit as impressive as those at Saint Valeria's: white, as tall as the ironwork, with Greek figures engraved in bronze, and a golden doorknob twice as large.

"Wow," was the first thing he said upon crossing the threshold.

"I know, it's very ostentatious, but my mother insisted on furnishing it with the best."

The young man's eyes didn't know where to look; in every direction there were paintings by famous artists, fine carpets, polished ceramics, and TVs the size of a wall.

Speechless, Arthur took a few steps forward, leaving Nova behind to admire the place more closely. He felt as if he were entering a new world, like Olympus, and he was just a mere mortal.

Click!

His astonishment was cut short by the sound of the door lock clicking. Under normal circumstances, that would be nothing, but in this situation, which surpassed the abnormal, it held a deeper meaning, and Nova made it clear to him.

"At last, Arthur Adams, you and I are alone!"