Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 344

Chapter 344: Chapter 344 Poem
When Ross woke up, he wasted no time.

He arranged for Ayla to be sent back to the hospital, ensuring she would make a full recovery.

Along with that, he handed her a sleek card loaded with $100 million for her expenses.

“Find me when you’re done handling your family business,” Ross said, his tone calm but edged with warning.

“Don’t keep me waiting too long. You don’t want to see me when I’m bored.”

“I understand,” Ayla replied with a nod, her voice steady.

She turned toward the shimmering portal Ross had summoned, pausing briefly to smile at Jessica before stepping through.

In the blink of an eye, she vanished, leaving the cabin eerily quiet.

Ross watched the spot where Ayla had disappeared, a faint smirk curling his lips.

“I see you’ve already made a friend, Jessica. That’s good.” His tone was light, almost approving, as he began to dress.

He paused, however, when he noticed Jessica standing in the center of the room, silently slipping off her clothes.

His eyes narrowed as he straightened, studying her.

“What are you doing?” he asked, raising a brow.

Jessica met his gaze, her movements deliberate as she continued undressing.

“Why wait?” she asked, her voice laced with bitterness.

“What are you waiting for, Ross? I want you to fuck me and get this over with.”

Ross chuckled, the sound low and condescending.

“Is this your way of rebelling?” He took a step closer, his eyes raking over her exposed skin.

“Cute. But I don’t touch a drunk woman. Get sober first, and then come to me. When you do, I’ll make sure you can’t walk straight for an entire week. That, I promise you.”

His lewd words landed like a splash of cold water, cutting through Jessica’s haze of alcohol and defiance.

She froze, her cheeks burning with a mixture of shame and anger.

Quickly, she scrambled to put her clothes back on, fumbling in her haste.

“…” She didn’t say a word as she finished dressing and stormed out of the cabin, slamming the door behind her.

Ross watched her leave, his smirk widening into a full grin.

“Interesting,” he muttered to himself, his gaze lingering on the door. “A pussy will always act like a pussy.”

He resumed dressing, his thoughts already moving to whatever plans lay ahead.

***

The one-month honeymoon trip concluded without any further incidents.

Jessica, having learned her lesson, stayed close to Ross and his wives, careful not to stray too far.

The looming threat of Ross’s cruelty and jealousy hung heavily over her, a constant reminder of the consequences of stepping out of line.

She had heard about what happened to Kevin.

True to Ross’s prediction, the once-outspoken man hadn’t uttered a single word about the events that transpired in Ross’s cabin.

Jessica didn’t know how Ross had silenced him, but whatever method he used, it worked—and it terrified her even more.

One afternoon, the mood in the group shifted to something lighter as the women gathered around Althea, their attention fixated on her.

“Wow, Althea! It’s so much more obvious now!” one of them exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Your baby bump is so adorable!” another chimed in, unable to hide her delight.

“Can I touch it?” a third asked eagerly, her hand already halfway extended before hesitating.

The women were captivated by the changes in Althea’s body, showering her with praise and admiration.

A few couldn’t conceal the envy flickering in their eyes, though none dared voice it aloud.

They also thought of how it was to be a mother.

Most of the group opted to wait and see, observing how Ross handled Althea’s pregnancy before deciding whether they wanted to follow in her footsteps.

What they didn’t know was that another woman in the group was already bearing Ross’s second child.

The realization, when it came, would stir even more emotions—and possibly chaos—among them.

***

“Boss, can I have Ross to myself today?” Mari asked softly, her tone laced with hesitation.

“Sure,” Reina replied with a casual shrug.

“Just let him know I’ll be out grabbing some refreshments for the two of you.” A break sounded good to her.

Making love with Ross was always a thrilling experience—he was undeniably an extraordinary lover—but doing it almost daily had turned it into something of a chore.

Still, she couldn’t deny his unrelenting stamina or the magnetic pull he had on her.

Ross was insatiable, a machine in the bedroom, and it was almost impossible to keep up with him.

When Ross returned home, having left one of his clones at school, he was surprised to find only Mari waiting to greet him.

Normally, both Mari and Reina would welcome him together, and the three would indulge in their usual escapades.

Seeing Mari alone was unusual, and it piqued his curiosity.

“Ross, it’s just me for now. There’s something I want to talk about before… before anything else,” Mari said, her expression unusually serious.

Ross raised an eyebrow but nodded.

“Go ahead. I’m listening.”

Mari hesitated, looking away for a moment as she gathered her thoughts.

“You should know… I was married before,” she began, her voice trembling slightly.

“He cheated on me because I…” She paused, her hands clenching into fists.

“…because you can’t have children,” Ross finished for her, his tone calm.

“You suffered a gunshot wound in the line of duty, didn’t you?”

Mari’s eyes filled with tears as she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes. That’s right.”

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to look into his eyes.

“I’ve been thinking… with all the incredible things you’re capable of, Ross… could you give me a baby?”

Ross tilted his head slightly, his gaze never leaving hers.

“This is about Althea, isn’t it? Seeing her pregnant made you want it even more. It’s your lifelong wish, isn’t it? To have a child. To feel complete. To finally feel worthy of being called a woman.”

Mari’s face flushed with emotion as she nodded again, a tear slipping down her cheek.

This was her deepest desire, the one thing she had always regretted not being able to achieve.

Ross studied her for a moment before a small smile tugged at his lips.

“Making you a mother isn’t hard for me, Mari. But the real question is—what are you willing to trade for it?”

Mari’s eyes widened, and without hesitation, she replied, “If you give me our baby, I’ll do anything for you, Ross. Anything.” Her voice was filled with hope, her heart laid bare before him.

Ross chuckled softly, his tone teasing yet sincere. “Anything, huh? Well, I don’t want to make it too hard for you. All I ask is that you make me happy in bed tonight. Do that, and I’ll give you your baby. But I’ll warn you, Mari—you’re going to have to work for it.”

A playful grin spread across his face as he walked toward the bed, glancing over his shoulder.

Mari followed closely behind, her steps filled with determination and the spark of hope for a dream she thought was impossible.