Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 537

Chapter 537: Chapter 537 Ignorance
“Did something happen, love? You look stressed,” a handsome man asked, his voice filled with concern as he glanced at his wife.

His wife was the most important person in his life, which made him constantly vigilant, always attuned to her well-being and mood.

“It’s nothing. I just suddenly have an upset stomach,” Grace replied, forcing a smile. It was a lie, of course.

Her stomach did feel uneasy, but not for the reason she had given.

In truth, she was regretting ever attending the party.

She had thought it would be just another social event, another night of polite conversations and empty pleasantries. Instead, it had turned into something far more unsettling.

She wasn’t new to obsessive men—she had encountered more than her fair share over the years.

Being beautiful often felt like a curse, drawing the attention of men who saw her as nothing more than a prize to be won, a possession to be claimed.

But Ross Oakley… he was different. He wasn’t just another admirer.

He wasn’t the type to send her flowers or try to impress her with sweet words.

No, Ross was something far more dangerous. He was the kind of man who took what he wanted.

A man with twenty-five wives and countless mistresses should have had no reason to fixate on her.

And yet, he did.

She had seen it in his eyes, the way he looked at her, as if she had already been marked as his.

It made her skin crawl.

Grace sighed and leaned her head against the window, watching the city lights blur past as they drove home.

She wanted to forget tonight, to push away the lingering sensation of Ross’s touch, the possessiveness in his voice when he had whispered his promise to her. She shivered involuntarily.

“Really? Don’t worry, love, I’ll give you a nice massage when we get home.” Ted’s voice pulled her from her thoughts, his words lighthearted.

But then, his tone shifted, laced with excitement. “But did you see all of Ross’s wives? Wow! They’re even more beautiful in person. I can’t believe how he got them all to agree to marry him.”

His admiration was obvious as he drove, his grip tightening on the steering wheel as his mind wandered elsewhere.

Even now, long after they had left the party, his thoughts were still consumed by the stunning women he had seen tonight.

Grace glanced at him from the corner of her eye, her fingers unconsciously clenching in her lap.

She knew that look on his face. He was thinking about them—Ross’s wives—their perfect figures, their flawless beauty.

He was fascinated, maybe even envious.

Then, as if sensing her gaze, Ted turned to look at her. His eyes darkened with intent, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips.

There was no mistaking the thoughts running through his mind—he was already planning something naughty for tonight.

Grace swallowed hard, forcing herself to relax.

She should feel relieved that Ted’s attention was still on her, that despite his fascination with Ross’s wives, she was still the one in his heart.

Grace knew that for sure.

And yet, for some reason, all she felt was unease.

She certainly didn’t want to fall under Ross’s gaze tonight.

When they got home, the married couple, filled with desire, wasted no time in retreating to their bedroom.

“Hmmm…” Ted kissed his wife, Grace, with all the love and passion he could muster.

They began with soft, slow kisses, their bodies gently brushing against each other.

The heat between them intensified, and their touches became more urgent.

The years of intimacy had not dulled their connection; if anything, it only made it stronger.

Grace’s hands roamed his chest, and Ted’s lips moved down to her neck, his touch tender but filled with desire.

They shared a long, intimate foreplay, savoring every moment of closeness.

But when Ted was on the verge of taking the next step, something strange happened.

As he positioned himself, ready to enter her tight pussy, he felt a sudden wave of panic.

His erection, once strong and firm, went limp in an instant. Ted pulled back, utterly shocked.

This had never happened to him before. His confidence faltered, and confusion clouded his thoughts.

Grace, sensing the shift, raised an eyebrow but kept her calm.

“Ted, what’s wrong?” she asked softly, but there was an unmistakable trace of frustration in her voice.

Ted, still reeling from the sudden loss of arousal, didn’t know what to say.

He had always prided himself on being able to satisfy his wife, but now… now, it felt like something had gone terribly wrong.

“Hmm…” Grace sighed, her voice sultry as she tried to keep the mood alive.

“Ted, I want you. Please, don’t leave me like this. Fuck me already.” Her voice grew softer, more pleading, her fingers running gently over his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles.

Her words should have stirred him, should have made him hard again.

But instead, he lay there, frozen, staring at the ceiling. There was nothing.

Grace’s voice, sweet and seductive, still didn’t ignite the passion he needed.

Desperate, she reached between his legs, hoping to find his usual response, but there was nothing there.

Her fingers grazed his skin, but it felt… wrong.

With a sigh of frustration, she looked at him, her expression shifting to concern.

“Ted,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, “what’s happening?”

“Ted, are you okay?” she asked again, but there was no answer.

“Wait a minute, love,” Ted finally murmured, his voice distant.

He pushed himself away from her and lay back on the bed, his eyes closing in frustration.

He couldn’t explain it, and the more he tried to figure it out, the more agitated he became.

He closed his eyes and began trying to bring himself back under control.

He thought of Grace’s body, the curves he knew so well, the way she felt under his touch.

But still, there was no response from his body.