PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

He normally tried to follow this code on a day-to-day basis and it would be even more important to follow it now that I am a hunter, after all, hunters trust half of our success to our skills and weapons; while the other half of the success came from our preparations for the hunt.

Of course, all this did not come out of anywhere, the fact is that I am about to go to war. . . ok to say that I am going to war could be an exaggeration, but they do not always say that in war and love anything goes; following that, tactical logic of war they should be applicable to love.

(How the hell did this idiot get to sleep with so many women?)

Ignoring the now nostalgic whisper of the universe, I finished reviewing my plans for tomorrow’s date; now unless a meteorite suddenly fell to earth and annihilated humanity my date should be fine.

But taking into account that there was already a moment when a meteorite only had to pass close to the earth to bring the damn apocalypse, I think that this time I will save my conceited face and I will not try my luck with some cliché phrase or something like that.

While getting the things he would need in the morning ready, grab a couple of grapes for Kyuru’s sweet tooth who usually wakes up in the middle of the night for a snack; with a smile on my face and some fruits in hand I headed straight to my room to sleep.

(Claire POV)

I have a date, a date with Desmond, God I can’t believe this is happening, I have dreamed about this so much; Since I was 12 I started to see Desmond as more than just my older brother. As time went by, what was family affection became my first love.

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I can’t sleep, I have been in love with him for years, after the first time I saw him in bed with another woman I have been waiting for the day when he saw me as one. Most would think I’m crazy for thinking like that, but that’s because they can’t understand the kind of sacrifices Desmond has made for me; the pain and humiliation of what he did have been torturing him all this time.

From my point of view, I have no right to be upset or jealous of anything he does, I owe him at least that kind of support; As long as he has me in his heart, nothing else matters to me.

And now, in fact, it is so, from the moment he was honest with me about his past, things have been wonderful; I still remember the moment we kissed for the first time. . . It was the best moment of my life, whenever I think of that kiss I can feel my heartbeat accelerate and an unknown fire ignite within me.

Hell I have to sleep, I don’t want to look tired tomorrow on our date, our first date. . . What should I wear? Maybe something simple and cheerful? No no no, I want him to start seeing me as a woman, not as a little girl, how about something more colorful and glamorous? But what if I choose something that is not suitable for the places we will go, then something sexy and daring? Mmmm I want Desmond to wish me, lust to fill his eyes when he sees me, But I don’t want to seem like an easy girl . . AAAAAHHHHHHH what should I wear?.

Before knew it I had fallen asleep and it was morning already, I got up as fast as I could and ran to the closet to choose what I was going to wear on our date. I finished by choosing a white summer dress with a red flower design, in length, it reached just above my knees showing my beautiful legs enough to look sexy but not too much to look cheeky, it exposed my arms and a moderate part of my collarbones. and chest; Adding some white sneakers and some makeup I’m sure Desmond will be delighted.

I quickly took a shower making sure that even the last corner of my skin was as clean as possible, when I got out of the shower I looked at myself in the mirror admiring my body a bit; I then proceeded to fix my hair and add some makeup.

Again in front of a mirror, the one in my room now, I looked at the dress I was going to wear today and the intense red lipstick that I put on my lips; After hesitating a bit, I opened the last drawer of my closet and from the bottom of it I took out a set of red lace lingerie. With the blush covering my entire face I put it on and modeled in front of the mirror a bit, being unable to bear the embarrassment I quickly put on my dress and slippers.

Once I finished enlisting, I walked out of my room ready to see Desmond’s expression when he saw my current appearance. . . God I hope you like him.

As I walked down the hall a tempting aroma came to me from the kitchen, wondering what it was; I walked into the kitchen only to be greeted by Desmond with that mischievous smile of his.

′′ You look more beautiful than ever my dear and you arrive just in time. ′′