A Journey That Changed The World.-Chapter 1099: Let’s Take A Break

Archer smiled and nodded at Isabella's request, the joy in her eyes infectious. The older woman beamed as Isabella playfully tugged him toward the dance floor. Once there, they swayed gently to the music, the vibrant energy of the crowd surrounding them.

Isabella wrapped her arms around him, leaning in close. They found their rhythm on the dance floor as the music pulsed. She twisted away from him, her beautiful laughter ringing as she spun back, her hair flying everywhere.

Archer grinned, unable to resist the energy she gave off, "Is that all you've got, Aunty Bel?" he teased, taking a playful step back.

When the older woman heard this, she arched an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her blue eyes. "Oh, just wait! I will show you, babe."

Following that, the two of them started dancing to the rhythm of the music as other couples around them did the same. While enjoying themselves, Isabella launched into a joyful dance move, her hips swaying and arms flying as if the music coursed through her veins.

Archer grinned while the older woman led. She was surprised to learn that he didn't know how to dance. She took his hands, guiding him into the rhythm as they moved together on the dance floor.

The older woman swayed her hips, encouraging him to loosen up. "Follow my lead, babe! I will show you how to do it," she laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

He mimicked her movements, stumbling but quickly finding his groove as the music enveloped them. The crowd around them seemed to fade away, the lights flashing in a blur of colors.

Isabella twisted again, pulling him into a playful spin, and he couldn't help but laugh as he followed her lead. "See? You're getting it!" she cheered, her energy.

Afterward, the two continued dancing until the older woman began to tire. Noticing her fatigue, Archer smiled warmly as he cast Aurora Healing on her, "This should help you feel much better, Bel."

She beamed, and the two continued dancing until Isabella led him back to Micha's table. They sat down, and the short-haired woman sighed as she spoke in a tired voice, "Even with your magic, my legs are killing me."'

Archer and Micha laughed at this until the older sister took his hand, pulling him toward the dance floor. This time, however, she moved at a slower pace than Isabella. As the music softened, they swayed gently on the dance floor, lost in their world.

The dim lights glow warmly around them, creating a pleasant atmosphere. He held Micha close, her head resting against his shoulder as they moved to the rhythm, "Thank you for taking us out, Arch. It means a lot."

Hearing this, he smiled and kissed her forehead before replying, "That's okay. I am enjoying spending time with you both. I've spent most of the last eight years fighting. Coming here and dancing is different, but I like it."

As the music drifted around them, the couple continued to dance, their movements becoming more effortless with each passing moment. They laughed softly, lost in the rhythm and each other's company, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony.

After a while, Micha looked at him with glowing blue eyes and said with a tired smile, "Come on, let's take a break."

Once, they rejoined Isabella, who had got more drinks for them. Archer grabbed a cold beer and took a refreshing sip, feeling refreshed. The trio continued to drink and laugh, and soon, the two women were feeling pleasantly tipsy, their cheeks flushed.

He smiled at them before speaking in an amused voice, "Should we go to this hotel you two were talking about?"

They agreed while pawing at him, which made Archer smile as he led the sisters out of the establishment before flagging down a taxi that pulled up next to them. Micha climbed and got comfortable as she spoke, "Take us to the Ritz-Carlton, please."

Archer got in next, followed by Isabella, who held onto his arm. When the driver saw this, he agreed before driving toward their destination. They cruised through the lively streets of Tampa, the evening sun casting a golden glow over the skyline.

"This place is different compared to London,' Archer thought with a smile. 'It seems more peaceful.'

He sat in the back seat, gazing out the window as trees swayed gently in the warm breeze. The city buzzed with life; people strolled along the sidewalks, and the sounds of laughter and chatter floated in through the open windows.

The shimmering bay glistened under the fading light as they passed the bustling waterfront. Boats bobbed gently in the harbor, and the smell of saltwater mingled with the aromas of food wafting through the air.

After twenty minutes, the taxi pulled outside the hotel, and Isabella paid the driver before the group left. Micha led them inside and up to the front desk, where a young woman spoke politely, "Welcome to the Ritz-Carlton. How can I help you?"

"Can we get the best room you have available for the night, please?" Archer said while pulling out his phone.

The young woman nodded and typed away on a computer for a few seconds until handing over a pay machine and room key. He paid the price without looking and took the key as Micha dragged him to the elevators.

They entered before being taken to the floor that their room was on, and while standing there, Isabella's hands started to wander, which made Archer laugh as he slapped her soft behind, earning him a yelp.

Her blue eyes turned to him, but he continued to attack her when he cupped her big boobs and squeezed them. While doing this, Micha giggled before commenting, "Save it for the room, you two; there are cameras here."

Archer chuckled as Isabella's cheeks flushed bright red. Moments later, they reached their floor, and he guided the two women to their suite. Opening the door, he paused, taken aback

by the room.

It was a beautifully decorated space with plush furnishings and a warm ambiance. As they stepped inside, Isabella looked around appreciatively before announcing, "I'm going to take a hot bath; my head's spinning a bit."

After that, Archer slumped on the bed, and Micha joined him, but the older woman climbed onto his lap before kissing him. This led to them making love on the sofa; they did everything, and he even took her back door, which earned him a primal scream.

Whenever he thrust inside, it caused her round behind to jiggle. An hour passed, and the couple finally finished as Isabella exited the bathroom. Micha was out cold in a pleasure- filled daze as their combined fluids flowed out of both holes.

The younger sister giggled at Micha's messy state, causing her to speak, "You ravaged her badly, you wild dragon."

Archer chuckled before pulling out some beer and drinking while Isabella sat down beside him after he put her in bed. He gave her one, which made her smile as he replied, "Micha will be out cold for a while."

Isabella smiled before changing the subject, "How long until you can return to Thrylos?" she

asked.

He shrugged while answering, "A few days at least; my mana is growing whenever I constantly use it, and I've been expanding my Domain until it's a world itself with its

ecosystems."

The more he spoke, the more Isabella became fascinated and spoke, "I love the place if I'm honest; it's a peace-filled haven where anyone can relax."

"Oh, if you travel a mile away from here and cross a river that encircles the treehouse, it is completely different," Archer watched her eyes widen. "There's trillions of monsters roaming the place, causing chaos wherever they go."

When Isabella heard this, she got worried, but he quickly reassured the older woman, "Don't worry. They know not to cross the river, or they will be killed by the Nightmare Assassin Ants

that guard it."

"Guards?" she questioned while looking out of the window.

Archer nodded as he explained, "Vivienne assigned them to me because the other monsters were getting rowdy. She seems protective over me, which is amusing."

''Vivienne?" Isabella asked when hearing another woman's name.

"My Nightmare Ant Queen," Archer replied, causing her expression to relax.

Afterward, Isabella moved closer, climbing onto his lap with a naughty smile. He met her

gaze, his expression warm as he leaned in to kiss her, and she returned it passionately, their connection growing deeper with each passing second.

Isabella's hands moved slowly along Archer's shoulders and down his chest, her touch warm and familiar. A gentle shiver ran through him, heightening his senses, but he leaned further into the kiss, letting their connection speak for itself.

His hands found their way to her waist and then to the soft curve of her behind, which made the older woman let out an erotic moan. The two started making love until Micha woke up and

wanted more.

Hours passed by as Archer ravaged both sisters until they were in a pleasure-filled daze while

cuddling up to him.

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