Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 214

Chapter 214: Chapter 214 Sting
“Wow! This place is amazing!” one of the girls exclaimed, her voice filled with awe as they gazed down at Tokyo’s glittering skyline from the sky.

The sprawling city stretched endlessly below them, with its iconic skyscrapers and neon lights painting a vivid masterpiece that seemed almost otherworldly.

The sight was so breathtaking that even the chatter in the group quieted, replaced by a collective sense of wonder.

When they landed, the group disembarked from their private aircraft and climbed into their sleek, bus-sized RV.

It was a luxurious vehicle, equipped with everything from plush leather seating to a minibar.

The only person left behind to manage the RV was Freddie, Ross’s ever-reliable puppet servant.

As April’s bodyguard and driver, Freddie had become a familiar presence in the group, second only to Ross himself.

He was a quiet but steady figure, always ensuring things ran smoothly, and he had grown used to the whims and eccentricities of Ross’s entourage.

Ross, however, had more than just Freddie at his disposal.

Since Althea entered his life, his security arrangements had reached a new level.

Puppet bodyguards—silent, deadly, and ever-loyal—were a constant shadow for Althea, ensuring that she won’t be bothered while going out in public. Three hundred bodyguards no less.

Yet, in Tokyo, Ross doubted he would need to employ such drastic measures.

This wasn’t the kind of place where Althea’s fanbase usually lurked in the legion, and Althea, always mindful of their visibility, had taken steps to keep a low profile.

She wore oversized sunglasses and a chic wide-brimmed hat, her usual beauty somewhat muted but no less striking.

“So, where to first?” Ross asked, turning to the women as Freddie guided the RV through the bustling Tokyo streets.

With his morning tea in hand, Ross leaned back into his seat, perfectly at ease.

This trip wasn’t about him—it was for his women, and he was content to let them enjoy every moment.

“Food. I’m starving,” Sophia declared without hesitation.

Her voice carried a playful edge, and her confident demeanor was hard to ignore.

Spoiled rotten by Ross, Sophia had grown accustomed to having her every desire fulfilled.

While Ross treated all his women with indulgence, Sophia took pride in being his first woman.

It gave her a sense of superiority, often leading her to act like the queen ant of their little colony—though her self-assured attitude could occasionally rub the others the wrong way.

“Food it is then,” Ross replied with a nod, taking another sip of his coffee.

Forty minutes later, they pulled up in front of the renowned Aragawa restaurant, a name synonymous with culinary perfection.

Inside, the group was treated like royalty.

The staff, awestruck by the stunning women and Ross’s commanding presence, went above and beyond to ensure their experience was unforgettable.

The food lived up to its reputation—succulent Wagyu beef, perfectly paired sides, and rich desserts that melted in their mouths.

Laughter and conversation filled the air as the group relaxed, their bond growing even stronger over the shared meal.

Afterward, their adventure truly began. Ross had planned an itinerary that showcased Tokyo’s most iconic attractions.

They started with the serene beauty of Sensoji Temple, where they marveled at the ancient architecture and soaked in the peaceful atmosphere.

From there, they moved to the Meiji Jingu Shrine, walking through its lush, sacred forest and taking in the contrast between old traditions and Tokyo’s modernity.

At Hamarikyu Gardens, they strolled among beautifully manicured landscapes, the city’s skyscrapers providing a striking backdrop.

Ross, always mindful of time, had arranged a helicopter to whisk them between locations, ensuring they could cover as much ground as possible.

From above, the city looked even more magical, and the women took countless photos to remember the experience.

By evening, exhaustion had begun to set in.

The day had been packed, and even Ross could feel the weariness creeping in.

Still, when someone suggested a night out clubbing, no one objected.

The idea of ending their day with music, dancing, and drinks was too tempting to pass up.

Despite their tiredness, the group rallied.

Dressed to the nines, they made their way to one of Tokyo’s hottest clubs, ready to immerse themselves in the city’s vibrant nightlife.

The energy was electric, and as they stepped inside, all eyes turned to them.

It was the perfect finale to a day that would undoubtedly become one of their most cherished memories.

At the club…

“Damn, look at those girls!”

“Every single one of them is gorgeous!”

“I can’t even decide who’s the most stunning!”

The men in the club—locals and tourists alike—were rendered speechless as Ross walked in, flanked by his harem.

It wasn’t every day that you saw a group like this.

Each woman was a head-turner in her own right, and together, they formed a breathtaking lineup that seemed almost unreal.

What made the scene even more striking was their height.

Most of Ross’s women stood close to six feet tall or over, and with their high heels, they towered over nearly everyone in the room.

Their sleek dresses, perfect makeup, and confident strides only amplified their magnetic allure.

Heads turned, conversations stopped, and all eyes followed them as they glided across the club like queens entering their court.

“Hey, ladies! Want to have some fun? I’m c—” One man, braver than most, stepped forward, flashing what he probably thought was a winning smile.

He positioned himself in front of the group, trying to catch their attention.

He wasn’t prepared for the reply.

“Sorry, we’re all already married,” Jade said smoothly, her lips curling into a knowing smile.

Her voice carried a playful, teasing edge that somehow made the rejection sting even more.

The rest of the women giggled softly, amused by the man’s boldness and his obvious defeat.

The group walked past him without a second glance, leaving behind a faint trail of their perfume—an intoxicating blend of floral and musk that lingered in the air like a siren’s call.

The man stood frozen, unable to do anything but watch as they disappeared into the crowd, their figures swaying with confidence.

“Man…” he muttered under his breath, his throat dry.

His friend tapped him on the shoulder, snapping him out of his daze.

“Forget it, dude. They’re way out of our league,” the friend said, shaking his head.

“Yeah, no kidding,” the man replied with a sigh.

He glanced back at the bar, but the image of Ross’s group had already burned itself into his mind.

“Out of our league? They’re from another planet entirely.” The man said, his voice heavy with disappointment.

Meanwhile, Ross and his women claimed a VIP booth overlooking the dance floor.

Ross leaned back in his seat, his presence effortlessly commanding respect and envy from everyone who saw him.

His women settled in around him, laughing and chatting, their radiant smiles enough to light up the dimly lit club.

The rest of the night carried on, but for those who had seen Ross and his harem, it became the highlight of their evening—if not their entire trip.

An hour past midnight, Ross heard three soft, hesitant knocks at the door.

The sound was almost drowned out by the raucous laughter and off-key singing of his women, who were still doing karaoke at this hour.

But Ross heard it clearly—he had been expecting it all along.

“My Japanese girlfriend has finally arrived,” he murmured to himself, a knowing smile tugging at his lips.

Rising from his seat, he walked to the door, choosing to open it personally.

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