I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Chapter 145: Be my wife then

Author note: So for Regina and other member of his family, I will take a rather different route for smut. I will first focus on development to add the tension and make it as much as realistic approach rather than simply fucking without any development.

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Regina's heart raced as she stood at Julian's door, recalling everything Alden had told her about Julian's recent actions. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Regina hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open. As she stepped inside, her eyes met Julian's. His blue eyes was glowing with the same charm and mischievousness that had always made him irresistible. But today, there was something darker in them.

"Welcome, mother," Julian said, "Did you miss me?"

Regina's heart skipped a beat. His tone was so casual that it made her feel as though everything was fine.

"I always miss you, Julian," she replied softly as she stepped closer. "But there are things we need to talk about."

Julian's smile faltered for a moment. "Talk? About what mother?"

Regina's gaze softened as she stepped closer to him, her motherly instincts kicking in. She could see the subtle flicker of unease in his eyes, but it was quickly masked by his confidence.

"Julian," she said. "I heard what you did. The way you handled Marcus...."

Julian's expression hardened at her words. He stood tall, his eyes not quite meeting hers as he answered, "I did what had to be done, mother. There was no other choice. Sometimes, to protect what's ours, sacrifices must be made."

Regina's heart sank further, the pain of hearing him speak like this evident in her face. She stepped closer, reaching out as if to touch him, but stopped herself.

Julian turned his body away from Regina, his back facing towards her. He could not help a grin spread across his face.

How will you react to this, Dear mother.

He said in his mind, before hiding his grin and facing towards her.

"You don't want to loose me? Then be my wife mother," Julian said nonchalantly.

Regina froze at Julian's unexpected words, her breath catching in her throat. The air between them grew thick with tension. She looked at him, unable to comprehend what he had just said.

"Julian... what do you mean by that?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Julian's expression remained steady, a coldness in his eyes as he gazed at her. "You asked me to change, to be less ruthless. But if you truly want me to change, then accept my terms. Marry me, and I will prove that I can protect this family, protect you without holding back."

Regina's face paled, her mind reeling from the implications of his words. She stumbled back, her heart torn between the shock of his request and the overwhelming fear of what he had become.

"Julian, you... you can't mean this," she stammered. "You are my son... how could you ask such a thing?"

"I mean it mother. I mean what I say," Julian shot back.

Regina stumbled backwards. She couldn't process his words, couldn't wrap her mind around the twisted reality of what he was saying. Her son—her own flesh and blood—was offering something she could never fathom.

"Julian, stop," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of horror and disbelief. "This... this isn't right. You are my son, and you can't ask me something like this. You can't."

Julian stepped closer "I have always loved you more than anyone else. More than any other woman."

Regina's heart raced, and her hands shook as she backed further away. The air around her seemed to grow suffocating, as if she couldn't escape the weight of his words. Her mind screamed at her to reject him and to stop this madness, but something deep inside her, some twisted part of her was being drawn into the terrifying allure of Julian's word.

"No, Julian," she said. "I will never be with you in that way. Never."