It was a massive store that took up an entire building spread over a full kilometer. Outside the building, there were stunning statues of magical creatures and countless beautiful fountains. As they approached the entrance, Sharky noticed many well-dressed men and women showing special cards to the security guards.
Each card had the Evanthe brand logo on it. The guards scanned the cards with a machine to check if they were real. Once verified, the barriers opened, and the guests were allowed in.
"Sophia, give me the card so I can show it to security," Sharky said, offering to help since she was still driving.
Sophia chuckled but didn't hand him a card. Before he could ask why, she drove into a different lane. A female security guard, standing in that lane, immediately scanned the vehicle. When she recognized Sophia, her eyes widened. She quickly opened the gate and gave a respectful salute.
"Sharky, I told you—this is our family business. And I'm the most loved member of the family," Sophia said proudly.
"All the staff in every branch of our businesses are regularly updated about me. Security, managers, staff—none of them would ever ignore me, even by mistake."
She handed the car keys to a valet, and she and Sharky entered the building through a sleek glass elevator. The lift had transparent walls, letting Sharky see each floor as they ascended.
The inside of Evanthe Royalty was stunning. The air smelled of fine fabrics, and the sound of soft music and rustling clothes filled the space. Every floor showcased elegant, high-end fashion—suits, dresses, coats, and accessories. Rich men and women browsed through exclusive collections, and there were also dessert and snack shops for visitors to enjoy.
Soon, the elevator stopped at the fifteenth floor.
"Why this floor? Is this a VIP area?" Sharky asked curiously.
"Yes, it is," Sophia nodded.
"But we're not stopping here. From VIP, we'll go to the VVIP section, and from there, straight to the Family Area."
At the VIP entrance, a few staff members were checking cards for entry. But as soon as they saw Sophia, they stood up quickly.
"Young Madam, please come this way," one of them said, letting them through immediately without any checks.
"I'm heading to Aunt's office," Sophia informed them as they passed the VIP section.
"Madam is in a meeting," one of the staff at the VVIP section warned, stepping aside after recognizing her.
When Sophia and Sharky walked into the meeting room, everyone inside paused in surprise. The room filled with quiet whispers and confused glances.
Then slowly, people began to recognize her, and the atmosphere shifted. Calm returned as they realized that Sophia Alexander, the cherished member of the Alexander family, had entered.
In the middle of a serious discussion, Sylvie Alexander, the regal and commanding matriarch of Evanthe Royalty, looked up from the papers in her hand.
With a raised eyebrow and a flick of her hand, she signaled the room to clear. The executives and staff quickly gathered their things and exited, leaving behind only Sylvie, Sophia, and Sharky.
Turning to her niece with a mix of surprise and sharp curiosity, Sylvie asked, "Sophia, dear… what's the meaning of this sudden interruption?"
Sophia, blushing and avoiding direct eye contact, stepped forward with nervous excitement.
"Aunt Sylvie, I wanted to introduce someone important to you… this is Sharky Valor—my boyfriend."
Sylvie's expression froze. Her eyes widened slightly, betraying her shock.
"Boyfriend? Sophia, are you telling me you entered a relationship without first seeking the family's approval?"
Sophia lowered her gaze, cheeks burning with color. She wanted to disappear—but she took a deep breath and nodded.
"Yes... I know it was sudden, and I didn't follow the rules. But I... I fell for him."
Sylvie's voice became sharper, laced with disappointment.
"Sophia. You know the rules. No personal bonds without the family's consent—especially not this kind of bond."
Then, leaning closer, she whispered in Sophia's ear with concern, "Tell me the truth—have you crossed the line? Or you are still virgin?"
Blushing deeply, Sophia couldn't meet her eyes. She gently hugged her aunt, whispering in a soft, trembling voice.
"Aunt Sylvie... I didn't mean for it to happen. But I couldn't stop myself. He... he kept getting closer, and then I... I gave myself to him."
For a moment, Sylvie stood completely still—like the ground had shattered beneath her. A secret that had been sacred for generations… broken.
Her face went pale, then tightened with emotion—grief, disappointment, perhaps even fear.
She torn between familial traditions and Sophia's heartfelt confession, sighed in resignation. It seemed the decision was already made.
Sophia's forbidden fruit was already broken and eaten by Sharky. Her's field was already watered by Sharky. Sharky's arrow has left from its bow and already hit Sophia's mark, now it can't be undone.
Despite the weight of tradition pressing down on her, Sylvie Alexander found it impossible to stay angry at Sophia for long.
Family had always been at the core of her values, and the love in her niece's eyes was too sincere to ignore.
She finally let out a sigh of reluctant acceptance.
"Well… it's done now."
Then, her gaze shifted to Sharky. Her voice, calm but firm, carried the gravitas of generations of Alexander honor.
"Sharky Valor… if you are to be part of this family, understand this: Sophia is one of our most precious jewels. Cherish her. Protect her. Never let harm come to her—not by your hand, nor anyone else's."
Sharky met her gaze steadily, his tone resolute and unwavering.
"I promise. I will care for Sophia with all my heart and all my strength. For better or worse, in sickness and in health. Whatever fate throws our way—until death do us part."
Sylvie studied him for a few moments more, then nodded approvingly.
"Come. There's something you must see."
She led them into the Family Section of Evanthe Royalty—a private area not open to the public.
Here, expert artisans designed and crafted exclusive clothing only for members of the Alexander family. Every piece was woven from luxurious materials and embedded with advanced enchantments: bulletproof, fireproof, weather-resistant—fashion that doubled as armor.
After being properly measured and fitted, Sharky emerged dressed in Evanthe's signature line—a sleek, royal midnight-blue coat with silver etchings, matching formalwear, and adaptive boots fit for both style and battle.
Sylvie observed him closely, then gave a satisfied nod.
"Now, Sharky Valor... you're officially accepted as part of our family. Sophia's husband. Our son-in-law."
Her lips twitched into the faintest trace of a smile.
"But be prepared—you'll be meeting Sophia's parents soon. My brother and sister-in-law. That... will be another test."
Sophia grinned, watching Sharky in his new attire.
"You look incredible. Honestly, Sharky, you were born for this kind of luxury."
She nudged him playfully.
"Now I'm sure even my parents won't be able to resist you."
Sharky chuckled.
"Then I guess I'd better be ready to impress them too."
Just as Sylvie called for her assistant, Isabella, to prepare an entire wardrobe for Sharky—tailored suits, high-tech casuals, and stylish footwear—Sharky had a thought.
Since he was going to meet his future father-in-law and mother-in-law, and all the Alexander's members, there was a need to present some gifts.
Later that evening, in a quiet moment with Sophia, Sharky summoned his Diamondhead powers.
Crystalline energy pulsed through his hand as he shaped flawless diamonds—each one radiant, with a gleaming azure hue.
Then, combining his Tech-Grade enhancement, he carefully molded the gems into elegant gifts.
A diamond necklace, shaped like a crescent moon and starburst—elegant, timeless.
Two diamond rings, engraved with micro-runic patterns of protection and loyalty.
Two diamond bracelets, inlaid with light-reactive crystal veins, shining subtly with every movement.
Diamond sunglasses, with an almost ethereal clarity, the frame sculpted from raw diamond yet light as air.
And finally, a diamond pen—its weight perfectly balanced, the tip retractable, and engraved with both the Alexander and Valor insignias.
"Sophia, close your eyes," He said, Sophia nodded, and closed her eyes.
Sophia's fingers lightly brushed against the cool, smooth surface of the ring as Sharky gently slipped it onto her finger. Then, she felt the delicate weight of a necklace settling around her neck.
"What are you putting on my finger and neck? It must be some beautiful golden necklace and earrings," Sophia guessed playfully, eyes closed as she savored the moment.
Sharky chuckled softly. "You can see for yourself now. Open your eyes."
Sophia blinked, and when her gaze fell on the dazzling diamond ring sparkling on her finger and the exquisite necklace resting against her collarbone, she was utterly mesmerized. The stones caught the light in a thousand brilliant facets, their beauty almost hypnotic.
"Baby, you really don't need to do this," she said softly, though a rosy blush spread across her cheeks. Her smile was bright, and the happiness in her eyes was unmistakable.
Sharky grinned, pulling out the rest of his carefully crafted gifts. "Okay, what about these for your mom, aunt, dad, and sister?" He revealed the diamond necklaces, rings, bracelets, sunglasses with diamond frames, and finally, the sleek diamond pen.
Sophia's eyes widened in awe as she examined each piece. "Baby, where did you find these?" she whispered, still enchanted by the shimmering brilliance and elegant craftsmanship.
It wasn't just the diamonds that amazed her—it was the way the gems were embedded, the subtle artistry that elevated their beauty beyond ordinary luxury.
If only I had unlocked my Devourer powers, Sharky thought with a smirk, then I could've shown you the real beauty. But for now, those aliens were still out of reach, so he pushed the thought aside.
He smiled warmly and said, "Don't worry about where they came from. Just tell me—does your family like them or not?"
Sophia looked up at him, eyes sparkling with affection, she gave him a peck. "They'll love them. You're incredible, Sharky."
But Sharky wasn't satisfied by just pecking, he pushed his tongue inside her mouth and started savoring her rosy lips taste. Sophia also cooperated with him.
They didn't know what happened. The peck turned into kiss, and the kiss awakened a passion inside them, and followed by Sophia dominated by Sharky's dragon.
Sophia rides the Sharky's Dragon two times before they become ready for meeting Sophia's parents.
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Sharky and Sophia arrived at the Alexander family estate in Washington, D.C. The grandeur of the sprawling mansion was unmistakable from the moment they approached.
The estate stretched over an impressive five kilometers, surrounded by lush greenery and protected by ten vigilant security personnel stationed at the towering iron gates.
As the gates swung open with a slow, majestic creak, the long driveway revealed itself—lined with towering trees whose branches created a natural canopy above the path leading to the mansion.
Vibrant flowers bloomed along the roadside, filling the air with subtle, sweet fragrances and setting a warm, inviting tone.
The estate's luxury was evident everywhere: to one side glittered a sprawling swimming pool framed by elegant loungers and cabanas.
On another side lay a pristine golf course, its freshly cut greens stretching invitingly under the sun. Nearby was a badminton court, ready for friendly family matches.
A gleaming collection of Rosie Interstellar cars, their sleek designs reflecting the sunlight, stood proudly in the driveway—an unmistakable symbol of the Alexander family's love for exquisite vehicles.
Just beyond, a spacious paddock housed a few elegant horses, their coats shining and hooves clicking softly on the cobblestones, while a charming area devoted to dogs and cats, it shows family's affection for their furry companions.
At last, Sophia and Sharky reached the grand entrance. As they passed through, dozens of female security personnel snapped to attention and saluted Sophia with deep respect—a clear sign of her esteemed place in the family.
Inside, the foyer unfolded into a space of unmatched elegance and comfort.
Plush carpets, shimmering chandeliers, and tasteful artworks filled the room.
On a magnificent sofa sat Sophia's father, Stephen Alexander, his commanding presence softened by a warm smile. To his right was Alexa Alexander, Sophia's mother. On his left sat Aunt Sylvie.
Across from them, Sophia's sister Rosie Alexander occupied a seat, her eyes bright with curiosity and welcoming warmth.
Sharky and Sophia took their places beside Rosie, completing the family circle in the stately living room.