Elven Domination: Reincarnated with a Cloning System

Arthur could see Liora trying to hide her face. She was not looking directly at anyone after Zyra had mentioned her. She must have been going through a lot right now.

However, he didn't think he could do anything other than console her in this situation. He knew women in this world were like men in their world, so the option of sharing himself with them couldn't be valid because of their pride.

But he didn't care now. He did like both of them. If possible, he wanted to be with both of them, and he couldn't just give up on her without trying.

He walked out of the bed and stood in front of Liora. She was still not looking at him, hiding her face. She was quite short—her face only reached up to the lower part of his chest. He didn't know her exact height, but she would be around 5 foot 5 inches. But her curves hidden behind her clothing said otherwise.

'Those are just perfect'

They were even bigger than Zyra's, which seemed to fit perfectly in his hand. He knew they would be super soft. He wanted to touch them if possible. He couldn't just give up on them.

"Liora, look at me!" Arthur said.

But he didn't get any reply from her as she wasn't even moving an inch and was standing in her place. He felt good knowing she didn't just run away.

Liora was currently regretting the choice she had made. Every day she would think of confessing to Arthur, but she would never be able to do it because of her cowardly nature.

When she heard Zyra openly confess to him, her heart sank. When Arthur accepted her proposal, she lost all hope.

It felt like her heart was tearing apart when she saw both of them kissing each other so passionately without even caring that a coward like her was still in the room watching them. But knowing Arthur was gone, silent tears couldn't help but fall from her eyes.

But she didn't make any sound, fearing she would disturb them. She realized how pathetic she was now. She had promised they wouldn't turn against each other when one decided to confess or when one of them ended up being with Arthur.

But she was feeling jealous. She wanted to be the one to share a kiss with him. She wanted Zyra to just go away from him and leave him alone.

She wanted time to turn back, and she should be the one to confess to him first. She didn't know the outcome of her confession, but she would have been satisfied with that.

'I am so pathetic'

'I should have been more brave'

But thinking about it wouldn't change anything now. She couldn't move. She had frozen up on her spot when Arthur asked her to turn around, but she couldn't do it, knowing she would look even more pathetic—a woman crying in front of a man.

Arthur realized Liora wasn't going to turn around herself. He moved his hand to cup her face and made her turn around. Liora could have easily stopped him, but she didn't do so.

Arthur could see the usually cheerful Liora had tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were red, which made him realize she must have been crying for a while.

He felt very bad that he had forgotten about her, and seeing her cry made him realize one thing—he couldn't just give up on her. He embraced her small body as her face rested on his chest.

Luckily, she didn't resist his hug, as it would have been much harder for Arthur to talk to her. He looked at Zyra, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed. His eyes met hers. He knew what he was going to do now could potentially strain his new relationship, but he still chose to do it for himself.

He knew it was a selfish choice, but it was one he wouldn't regret. He didn't know why, but he saw Zyra nodding at him. He didn't know why she was nodding, but he continued without thinking about it much.

Liora, being suddenly hugged by Arthur, didn't resist him, thinking it might be the last and first time she would be able to hug him, as he might be trying to console her.

Her silent tears now had a voice of their own. The tears couldn't stop running down from her eyes now as she was being hugged by him.

"Sob... sob"

Arthur could feel the wetness on his clothes and could now hear her sobbing. He didn't like it one bit. Other than that, he could even feel her soft boobs pressing against his body, but he knew he couldn't focus on them right now.

He caressed her back gently, which made her shiver from time to time. He was waiting for her to stop crying while hugging her.

"Sob... sob..."

The minute hand inched forward in solemn rhythm, but the sound of her sobbing didn't seem to stop. Quite the opposite—it had increased even more now. A portion of his clothes was wet due to her tears. He was still caressing her back and getting the same shivering reaction from her small body.

'I don't think she would stop crying like this'

"Liora, how long are you going to cry while hugging me so tightly? You know even my clothes are wet, but let's leave that for later. Let me tell you something which might make you stop crying."

He was waiting for her to stop crying but it seems it wouldn't work that way.

Liora was crying because she knew she might have to leave the hug sooner or later. She was feeling great being hugged by him, but knowing it would end, she felt even more sad, and the intensity of her crying increased.

She was waiting for him to leave the hug. If it was up to her, she would just like to stop time at this moment.

She heard his words. She realized that in fear of losing him, she was hugging him tightly. She quickly removed her hands from around his back. She felt bad knowing she had made his clothes wet. She was about to leave the hug as his words seemed like she was bothering him now when he was trying to comfort her.