Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 236

Chapter 236: Chapter 236 Heart
“Ahhhhhh! Stop!” Reina’s scream tore through the room, raw and filled with terror.

Her hands trembled as she touched her body, still intact but haunted by the memory of death.

Althea’s lips curled into a cold smile.

“Stop? We’ve barely begun.” She really can’t forgive anyone who would dare mock her beloved with the tag of a mere monster.

With a flick of her wrist, Reina’s body was once again torn apart.

“No!” Mari’s voice cracked as she lunged forward, only for her own body to be struck by the same invisible force.

She let out a bloodcurdling scream as her limbs were severed and her torso was shredded, her vision fading in and out as agony consumed her.

Piece by piece, Mari and Reina were rebuilt, only to be destroyed again.

The carnage continued for what felt like an eternity. Althea’s methods became increasingly cruel—gouging their eyes, ripping out their tongues, slicing off their ears.

Their limbs were severed over and over, leaving them flailing helplessly on the blood-soaked bed.

“Please… stop…” Reina choked out between sobs, her voice hoarse from screaming.

But her pleas fell on deaf ears.

“Pain is the greatest teacher,” Althea said coldly, her red eyes glowing brighter with each act of torment.

“You dared to ridicule Ross. This is the price.”

Mari’s voice joined Reina’s in anguished cries, both women reduced to helpless wrecks.

Their torment stretched into an hour, their screams echoing endlessly in the room.

Blood and flesh scattered across the space repeatedly, only to be cleaned by the unseen force that restored them again and again.

The cycle was unrelenting, each death more harrowing than the last.

Finally, Althea stepped back, a look of mild satisfaction on her face.

“That should suffice for now,” she said, her voice calm as if she had just finished a casual chore.

Reina and Mari lay motionless on the bed, their bodies whole but their spirits shattered.

Their breaths came in ragged gasps, and tears streamed down their faces as they stared blankly at the ceiling.

Ross, who had been watching silently from the corner, chuckled darkly.

“You see, ladies, this is what happens when you cross me. You don’t just lose—you’re made to wish you had never existed in the first place.”

Mari’s lips trembled, but no words came out. Reina’s fists clenched weakly at her sides, but she lacked the strength or will to move.

Althea smirked, her glowing eyes dimming as she turned to Ross.

“Satisfied?”

“For now,” Ross said, his tone cold. He walked over to the bed and leaned in close to Reina, who flinched at his proximity.

“Remember this, Reina. Your defiance is meaningless. Your fate was sealed the moment you stepped into my world.”

He straightened and glanced at Mari, whose wide, terrified eyes avoided his gaze.

“You hate men like me, don’t you?” he said mockingly.

“By the time I’m done with you, you’ll learn to hate yourself even more.”

Reina and Mari were too terrified to utter a single word.

Their bodies trembled, and their minds teetered on the edge of breaking after the relentless torture Althea had inflicted upon them.

The room still felt heavy with the echoes of their screams and the metallic scent of blood that lingered despite its absence.

Ross turned his attention to Althea, his lips curling into a knowing smile.

“So, what brings you to me this time, my love? Surely, you know I have… guests.” He gestured lazily toward the two broken women on the bed.

His voice carried a note of mockery, paired with a casual amusement that set Althea apart from everyone else in his presence.

Althea’s crimson eyes sparkled with mischief as she stepped closer, ignoring the two women entirely.

“Oh, nothing too serious. I’m simply here bearing gifts,” she replied smoothly, her tone light and playful.

Ross raised a brow, his gaze sweeping over her.

She carried nothing but her usual confidence, wrapped in a silky black nightdress that clung to her curves.

No packages, no trinkets—nothing.

“Really? You don’t seem to have brought anything with you,” Ross said, his tone skeptical yet intrigued. But as he studied her closer, realization dawned.

“Oh…” A slow grin spread across his face. “Now I see.”

Althea smirked, relishing his reaction.

“Took you long enough,” she teased, her voice dripping with allure.

Without another word, she sauntered over to the nearest sofa, her movements deliberate and enticing.

Turning her back to him, she bent forward, pulling the hem of her nightdress up in one smooth motion.

Ross’s breath hitched as she revealed herself—bare, smooth skin unmarred by fabric.

Her shapely thighs framed her tight pink slit, but what caught his attention was the unexpected accessory nestled between her ass cheeks.

A pink, heart-shaped plug gleamed invitingly, its purpose undeniable.

“Finally,” Ross murmured under his breath, his voice tinged with hunger as he took a step closer.

“Yes,” Althea said with a soft giggle, glancing back at him with smoldering eyes.

“I know you’ve been waiting for this, Ross. Now you have me—and April—to entertain you fully.”

Her words sent a shiver of anticipation through the room.

Ross grinned wolfishly.

“Indeed, I have.” His hands moved to her hips, tracing the curve of her waist before sliding up to cup her generous breasts from behind.

The silky fabric of her nightdress offered no resistance, and he marveled at the softness beneath his touch.

Althea let out a soft moan, her body arching into him. Ross wasted no time, pulling the nightdress over her head and letting it fall to the floor in a forgotten heap.

His eyes drank in her perfection.

No matter how many times he had seen her bare form, the sight never failed to steal his breath.

Her flawless skin, her perfectly proportioned curves—she was a masterpiece of beauty and temptation.

“You’re breathtaking,” Ross murmured, his hands exploring her with reverence and greed.

Althea smirked, leaning back into his touch.

“And all yours,” she whispered.

For a moment, the room was consumed by their electric connection, their unspoken understanding of power and pleasure intertwining in a way that transcended words.

The torment of Reina and Mari faded into the background as Ross claimed what was his, the atmosphere thick with desire and dominance.

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