Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 456

Chapter 456: Chapter 456 Lamp
Rachel’s new life in Ross’s home was nothing like she had expected.

At first, she had braced herself for jealousy, power struggles, and cold indifference from Ross’s other women. Instead, what she found left her speechless.

Every single one of Ross’s wives was genuinely happy. There was no fakeness in their smiles, no hidden resentment in their eyes.

They lived together in harmony, supporting one another, laughing, and enjoying their lives.

Even the children—four adorable, healthy little ones—were well-adjusted and cheerful.

It was a stark contrast to what she had always believed about polygamous relationships.

But what truly shocked Rachel wasn’t just the love and unity within the household. It was Ross himself.

He wasn’t some distant patriarch who merely collected women like trophies.

He was deeply involved in their lives, giving each of them his time, his attention, and his care.

He played with the children, had thoughtful conversations with his wives, and—most eye-opening of all—he kept their nights filled with unrestrained passion.

Rachel had thought she understood lust, had believed herself well-versed in the art of seduction. But what she experienced in Ross’s world was something entirely different.

The nightly lovemaking sessions were intense, passionate, and unending.

Sometimes it was just Ross with one of his wives, but other times, it was something far more decadent—an orgy where pleasure knew no bounds.

Rachel had witnessed it all firsthand, had participated herself, and with each passing night, she found herself sinking deeper into this new reality.

And then, there were the secrets.

Not all of Ross’s women were known to the public. There were those who existed in the shadows, hidden from the world—women like Gwen and Emma.

Rachel took careful note of everything, absorbing every detail. She had a mission, after all. And yet, despite her original intentions, she couldn’t deny that she was enjoying every moment of this new life.

Especially the nights.

“Ahhhhhhh…!”

“Ohhhhhh…!”

“Ughhhhh…!”

Rachel’s moans echoed through the luxurious bedroom, her voice filled with unrestrained pleasure as Ross drove her to heights she had never known before.

He was relentless, his stamina seemingly endless, making sure she was satisfied beyond anything she had ever experienced.

And across the city, her husband, Jimmy, heard it all.

He sat in front of his laptop, his face twisted in rage, his hands shaking as he listened to the audio recordings.

The video feed was useless—something was jamming the signal, making it impossible for him to see what was happening. But the sounds were more than enough.

The breathless moans.

The wet, obscene noises.

The way Rachel cried out Ross’s name over and over again.

“Fuck this!” Jimmy roared, slamming his fist against the desk. His entire body trembled with fury and humiliation.

His wife—his Rachel—was moaning on another man’s cock. A cock that was longer, thicker, and far more satisfying than his own.

The frustration clawed at his insides like a wild animal, but the worst part wasn’t just hearing it.

It was the cold, cruel truth that had settled deep within him.

His body refused to respond. No matter how much anger he felt, no matter how much he wanted to take back control, he couldn’t. His manhood was useless.

Somewhere along the way, whether from stress, humiliation, or sheer inferiority, he had developed a devastating case of erectile dysfunction.

And there was nothing he could do about it.

***

A few months passed, and December was fast approaching. The holiday season should have brought warmth and joy, but for Jimmy, it only intensified his frustration.

When he heard the news, he lost it.

“Are you fucking crazy, Rachel? Have you completely lost your mind agreeing to marry that criminal?” he roared, his voice filled with rage and disbelief.

The thought of his wife being in Ross’s bed every night was already unbearable.

He had spent countless nights lying awake, haunted by the sounds of her moans captured in the audio recordings.

But now—now she was actually going to marry him? That was too much.

Rachel, however, remained calm. She crossed her arms, her expression unreadable.

“It’s a fake wedding, Jimmy. You know I’m still legally married to you, right?”

“Fake or not, I don’t like it,” Jimmy spat. “You’ve been with him for months now. You’ve had access to his life, his home, his business—and you still haven’t found a single thing to tie him to these crimes. Maybe it’s time to pack up and call it quits. Maybe Ross is actually innocent.”

Rachel shook her head. “We can’t. The higher-ups are still backing this operation. They wouldn’t be if they thought Ross was clean.” She leaned forward, her voice lowering. “And I know he’s guilty. I can feel it in my gut.”

Jimmy let out a bitter laugh. “Your gut? That’s what you’re going on now? Are you sure that’s not just your body craving more of him?”

Rachel narrowed her eyes. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

Jimmy slammed his fist against the table, his face twisted with pain and fury.

“Don’t play dumb! Are you really doing this for the mission, or are you just making excuses?” His voice dropped into a cruel whisper. “Because I know how loudly you scream his name whenever he’s skewering you with that big fat cock of his.”

Rachel stiffened. For a brief second, guilt flickered across her face, but she quickly pushed it down. “It’s just acting, Jimmy. It’s nothing serious.”

Jimmy scoffed. “Yeah? That’s funny. Because it sure as hell doesn’t sound like acting when you’re begging him to go harder.”

Rachel said nothing. She had already made her decision. The mission had to continue, no matter how much Jimmy hated it.

In the end, she won the argument.

And when December arrived, Ross married both Faith and Rachel, bringing his total number of wives to twenty-one.

The name Ross Oakley was once again the talk of the city—and, in fact, the entire world.

By now, he had become more than just a superstar; he was a global phenomenon.

His influence extended beyond his jaw-dropping achievements in sports, business, and entertainment.

What truly set him apart was his reputation as a philanthropist and humanitarian.

News outlets couldn’t stop covering his latest ventures.

His generous donations to hospitals and orphanages, his funding of educational programs for underprivileged children, and his relentless efforts to improve living conditions in struggling communities—all of it painted him as a modern-day saint.

People worshipped him, admired him, and even those who once doubted him were forced to admit that Ross Oakley was unstoppable.