Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 234

Chapter 234: Chapter 234 Belly Button
Thud!

The two Japanese women were tossed carefully onto the massive bed.

The room, filled with expensive furniture, spoke of extravagance.

Yet, in the grand scheme of Ross’s home, this was merely the basement—a testament to the unimaginable scale of his mansion.

A breath later, Brandon vanished as though he’d never existed.

Hours passed before the women stirred, awakened by the aroma of freshly cooked food.

Mari opened her eyes first, wincing as a pounding headache assaulted her senses.

She rubbed her temples and then the back of her neck, which throbbed painfully—a cruel reminder of what had happened.

The last thing she remembered was a man in a demon mask before everything went black.

Glancing to her side, Mari noticed she wasn’t alone.

“Boss! Are you okay?” she asked in Japanese, her voice shaky.

Reina groaned, slowly coming to.

The two exchanged fragmented accounts of their experiences.

Reina described the surreal encounter with the masked man, and their shared fear deepened.

His inhuman abilities left them with only one explanation: advanced warfare technology.

This confirmed their growing suspicion—Ross Oakley was far more than a young man collecting beautiful women.

They attempted to escape, but every door and window was sealed tight.

After an hour of futile struggle, they slumped back, exhausted.

“What do we do now, Boss?” Mari asked, her voice laced with steel bravery.

“We eat and conserve our energy,” Reina said with a resigned sigh before digging into the food.

“But what if it’s poisoned?” Mari hesitated, her hand hovering over a plate.

“I doubt someone like Ross Oakley would kill us like this—at least not yet,” Reina replied between bites. “If we’re alive, it’s for a reason.”

Mari’s eyes widened.

“You mean… he’s going to—” She stopped, her voice trembling. The thought alone sent a shiver through her.

She had faced the horrors of combat, but this—this was a fear unlike any other.

For a moment, Mari ate cautiously, her appetite dampened by dread.

But Reina’s determination spurred her on. If survival required strength, she would need every ounce of it.

Minutes later, both women ate in silence, steeling themselves for whatever awaited.

A full day had passed since their captivity began, and the suffocating weight of uncertainty had only grown heavier.

By the time night fell again, the women’s nerves were frayed, their minds racing with questions and fears.

When the clock struck midnight, the oppressive silence was broken by the sound of the door unlocking.

The heavy click echoed through the room, and the door creaked open slowly.

Ross stepped inside, his confident stride a stark contrast to the dread that hung in the air.

But he was not greeted with silence or submission.

Bang! Bang!

The moment he crossed the threshold, Mari and Reina sprang into action.

Mari, crouched low, swung the leg of a table with all her strength, aiming directly for his groin.

At the same time, Reina lunged from the side, smashing a chair down onto his head with a resounding crack.

Ding! Ding!

Ross didn’t flinch. He didn’t move or raise a hand to defend himself.

He simply stood there, letting the makeshift weapons collide with his body.

The blows, meant to incapacitate, seemed to bounce off him like pebbles against steel.

Mari and Reina stumbled back, their weapons slipping from their hands.

Their faces paled, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

“How—?”

“What are you?” they blurted out, their voices trembling as they instinctively retreated, putting distance between themselves and Ross.

Ross tilted his head, a smirk playing on his lips. His calm, almost amused expression only deepened their fear.

“Me?” he said, his tone casual, almost mocking.

“I’m your new master. That’s what I am.”

Before they could react, Ross raised his hand and flicked his fingers.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Both women screamed in unison as an invisible force seemed to pierce their very cores.

They crumpled to the floor, clutching their stomachs as a burning sensation spread through them.

The pain was unbearable, searing into their navels as if they were being branded.

When the agony finally subsided, they looked down, their breathing ragged.

There, just above their belly buttons, was a tattoo—a small but intricate eternity symbol, glowing faintly before fading into their skin.

Mari and Reina exchanged panicked glances, their minds racing.

“What is this?” Mari gasped, her voice trembling.

“It’s a mark… His mark,” Reina whispered, horror lacing her words.

Their hands hovered over the tattoos, as though trying to erase what had just happened.

But the marks didn’t budge, a permanent reminder of the nightmare unfolding.

“This isn’t possible…” Mari muttered, her voice breaking.

“What are you? A devil?”

“Oni! Akuma!” Reina hissed, her voice sharp with fear.

The words tumbled out of their mouths as if the labels alone could explain what they were witnessing.

Ross chuckled, the sound low and sinister.

“Devil? Oni? You think too lowly of me,” he said, taking a step closer.

Before they could scramble away, another unseen force wrapped around their bodies.

They were lifted into the air, their limbs immobilized, and floated helplessly toward the massive bed.

The invisible grip threw them down with enough force to make the mattress groan under the impact.

Panic consumed them as the realization of what might come next dawned.

They weren’t naive.

The smirk on Ross’s face, the inhuman strength he had displayed—it all pointed to one horrifying conclusion.

“No… Please, no…” Mari whispered, her voice barely audible.

Reina said nothing, but her clenched fists and trembling form betrayed her terror.

Ross stood at the edge of the bed, his gaze predatory, his every move deliberate.

He was in no rush, savoring their fear.

Just as the tension reached its breaking point, the door behind him burst open with a soft entrance announcing the presence of the newcomer.

“Oh dear, I do apologize for the intrusion, Ross. I must have startled you. I hadn’t realized you were entertaining guests. Forgive my unexpected arrival. I was quite eager to speak with you, but perhaps this is also the most opportune moment for what I have in mind.” The woman said and then she closed the door behind her.

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