Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 335
Chapter 335: Chapter 335 Undeniable
“Don’t speak her name!” Kevin growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble.
“Do that again, and I’ll smash your teeth down your throat!” He stepped closer to Ross, his fists clenched and his eyes blazing with fury.
At six foot one, Kevin had the advantage of height, but Ross didn’t seem fazed. Though shorter, Ross’s muscular frame exuded raw power and confidence, contrasting Kevin’s lean, athletic build.
Ross smirked, utterly unfazed by Kevin’s threat.
“I don’t just speak nonsense,” he said coolly.
“I can bring Ayla back to you—provided you win, of course.” He flicked his fingers, his tone laced with a sinister certainty.
“What are you talking about? Are you crazy or some—” Kevin’s words died on his lips as the room was suddenly bathed in a brilliant light.
A circular portal, glowing with a shimmering, ethereal brilliance, materialized in the air. Kevin’s breath caught in his throat as a stunningly beautiful young woman stepped through.
She was clad in nothing but a simple blue hospital gown, her bare feet soundless against the wooden floor.
Her face was a picture of confusion, her wide, startled eyes scanning her surroundings. But when her gaze landed on Kevin, recognition lit up her features.
Without a moment’s hesitation, she ran to him, throwing herself into his arms and clutching him tightly.
“Kevin!” she cried, her voice breaking as tears streamed down her face.
“Ayla!” Kevin’s voice was choked with emotion as he embraced her. He held her as though afraid she might disappear again.
“I missed you! I thought I’d lost you forever!”
Ayla sobbed against his chest, her hands clutching at his shirt.
“The last thing I remember…” she whispered, her voice trembling, “was driving, and then… something hit my car from behind. After that… nothing. I woke up in this bright light, and then suddenly I was here.”
Kevin pulled back just enough to look into her tear-streaked face. Without thinking, he leaned in and kissed her, pouring every ounce of his relief, longing, and love into the gesture.
Ayla melted into the kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck. When they finally broke apart, both of them were flushed, their faces glowing with a mix of desire and overwhelming emotion.
“What happened to me?” Ayla asked, her voice soft, almost fragile. She seemed oblivious to everyone else in the room or the surreal surroundings she had emerged into. Her focus was entirely on Kevin.
“You were in an accident,” Kevin explained, his voice gentle yet heavy with the weight of the memory.
“A logging truck’s brakes failed, and it crashed into your car. It was a miracle you survived, Ayla. But… you were declared brain-dead. For almost a year, the doctors urged your parents to pull the plug, but they refused. They believed in you. They never gave up hope.”
Ayla’s lips parted, her eyes glistening with fresh tears as she absorbed his words. But before she could respond, another voice cut through the emotional reunion, cold and mocking.
“But the same can’t be said about you, right, Kevin?” Ross interjected, his smirk returning with cruel satisfaction.
“You gave up on your lovely girlfriend, Ayla. It didn’t take you long to start hitting on my sexy girlfriend, Jessica. And now, here we are.”
The venom in Ross’s tone snapped Ayla out of her emotional haze. For the first time, she noticed the other man in the room.
Her gaze turned to Ross, and confusion gave way to something sharper—apprehension, perhaps even anger—as the weight of his words sank in.
“I don’t know what your game is, Ross, or how you did what you did—making Ayla appear here,” Kevin said, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and disbelief. He stepped forward, his fists clenched at his sides.
“But let me make one thing clear. If you mess with Ayla, I won’t hesitate to kill you if I have to!”
Ross leaned back in his chair, a smug grin spreading across his face.
“Good words,” he said mockingly, his tone dripping with amusement.
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“But words are just that—words. Actions, Kevin, are what truly matter.” He snapped his fingers, and with a shimmer of light, a table appeared between them.
On its surface sat an ornate chessboard with intricately carved pieces, their details gleaming in the cabin’s warm light. Ross stood and took a seat on one side of the table, gesturing toward the other chair.
Jessica, standing nearby, sighed heavily and moved to stand behind him, her expression unreadable.
“What if I say no?” Kevin asked, his gaze darting between Ross, the chessboard, and the door. It was clear he was weighing his options, his mind racing to find a way out of this surreal situation.
Ross’s grin widened, his eyes glinting with malicious delight.
“Simple,” he said, his tone cold.
“I’ll take your girlfriend right in front of your eyes. And there’s nothing you can do about it.”
Before Kevin could respond, Ross raised a hand.
Ding!
Ayla vanished in an instant.
Kevin’s heart leapt into his throat.
“Where did you take her?! Bring her back!” he shouted, his voice raw with panic.
Ross chuckled softly, as though enjoying Kevin’s torment.
Ding!
Just as suddenly as she had disappeared, Ayla reappeared, standing exactly where she had been moments ago. She staggered slightly, her face pale and disoriented.
“What…?” Ayla murmured, blinking in confusion as she looked around. Her gaze settled on Kevin, then darted to Ross, and back again.
Kevin rushed to her, gripping her arms as if to assure himself she was real.
“Ayla, listen to me,” he said urgently.
“You’ve been gone for a year. You were in a coma after the accident, and now… now Ross has brought you back somehow. But he’s trying to use you against me.”
Ayla’s brows knit together as she processed his words. Her gaze shifted to Ross, who watched the exchange with a smug expression.
This was her first time seeing the man, but the weight of his presence was undeniable.
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