Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 485

Chapter 485: Chapter 485 Apple
And now, after experiencing it for herself, Amy knew there was no escape.

No woman could possibly resist Ross once they had tasted what it was like to be fucked by him.

His cock wasn’t just big.

It was perfect.

Thick, long, and devastatingly satisfying.

It stretched her in ways she never imagined, filling her so completely that it felt like it was made just for her. Every thrust sent shockwaves through her body, each movement igniting fireworks of pleasure in her core.

Amy had never known pleasure like this.

She had never known that sex could feel so good.

And now that she had tasted it—felt it—she knew she was ruined.

There was no going back.

She needed Ross.

She craved him with every fiber of her being.

She could already feel it—how her body, her very soul, had become addicted to him.

Even if she wanted to resist, she couldn’t.

Ross was more than just a lover now.

He was her master.

***

One month had passed, and Amy’s birthday was fast approaching. Over the past weeks, she had spent every moment with Ross, surrendering completely to him.

There was no longer any doubt—she would do anything for him.

After all the bliss she had experienced in his arms, she couldn’t imagine life without him. He had become her world, her obsession, her everything.

Yet, a small part of her was still uneasy. Tonight was the night Ross would finally put his plan into action, and Amy could only hope her sister, Sandra, would come out of this in one piece.

Ross had assured her he wouldn’t harm Sandra, and Amy believed him. She had no reason not to. His word was law to her now. And if Ross wanted this, then so did she.

“You’re quiet,” Ross remarked, his voice smooth as he glanced at her from the driver’s seat.

Amy snapped out of her thoughts and turned toward him. He looked effortlessly handsome, one hand resting casually on the steering wheel, the other tapping lightly against the leather interior of his red sports car.

The hum of the engine was a low purr beneath them as they sped down the road.

“I don’t know… I just keep thinking about what’s going to happen later,” she admitted, her fingers curling in her lap.

Ross chuckled, his lips curving into a knowing smirk.

“Oh, that? You don’t have to worry about anything. We’ll all just have a good time. I’ll behave, I promise.”

Amy wasn’t sure if that last part was meant to reassure her or tease her, but she said nothing. Deep down, she knew Ross always had his way in the end.

The drive stretched on in comfortable silence, the city lights gradually giving way to the vast estates and sprawling lands of the elite.

Amy’s family estate was enormous, a mansion passed down through generations, standing as a testament to their old money and influence.

The fact that Amy, despite having no job or work experience, could afford to rent an entire house on her own spoke volumes about how much her parents had supported her.

As they neared the grand gates of her family’s ancestral home, the murmurs began.

“Wow! Look at that car!”

“That thing must’ve cost a fortune.”

“I bet the driver’s some old geezer—only they can afford that kind of luxury.”

But the moment Ross stepped out, the crowd fell silent. Then came the outbursts.

“What the fuck?! That’s Ross Oakley!”

“Is he with Amy? Diane’s older sister?!”

“Holy shit! Why are they together?!”

Gasps rippled through the guests, and disbelief filled their faces.

Ross Oakley, the man who had been at the center of countless scandals, the viral sensation, the rich billionaire figure and nba superstar that occupied every gossip forum and news outlet—was standing right here, with Amy.

This reaction was inevitable. Ross had deliberately used his abilities to make people forget about his relationship with Amy, ensuring their connection remained a mystery to all but a select few.

The only ones who truly knew were William and Ross’s wives, and none of them would dare ruin the surprise.

He watched the unfolding scene with amusement, relishing the whispers and stolen glances.

It was always entertaining to see people’s reactions when they realized he was somewhere they least expected. But tonight wasn’t about them. Tonight was about Sandra.

Ross’s eyes gleamed with anticipation as he thought of her.

He could already picture the look on her face when she saw her sister—the very same sister who had always been a source of warmth and comfort—standing proudly beside the man who was at the heart of her obsession.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

With an easy smirk, he glanced at Amy, who was still sitting in the passenger seat, her fingers tightening slightly on her dress. She was nervous, but she wouldn’t go against him. She never would.

“Shall we?” he asked smoothly, offering his hand.

Amy hesitated only for a moment before slipping her fingers into his.

“Yes,” she whispered.

And together, they stepped forward, ready to set the night into motion.

And indeed, an hour later, Sandra arrived—and the moment she laid eyes on Ross, her expression twisted in shock.

“You! What are you doing here?!” she demanded, her voice sharp with disbelief.

She knew that face all too well. She had spent years digging up dirt on him, tirelessly crafting videos, articles, and posts about every rumor she could find—or fabricate.

Truth and evidence had never mattered to her; only the views did.

Some people became insanely popular on YouTube just by sitting in front of a camera and doing nothing but to pretend to be a stone, but Sandra had taken a different route.

She had built her fame by making Ross Oakley the centerpiece of her content, spinning scandal after scandal about him.

Sandra was rich, but she had never been famous—until Ross changed that.

And yet, she had never imagined she would meet him face to face like this.

Little did she know, the real show was only beginning. Ross was going to make sure she became even more famous—just not in the way she had ever expected.