Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1389

Chapter 1389: Why Do I Feel Like I’ve Walked Into A Trap?

Chapter 1389: Why Do I Feel Like I’ve Walked Into A Trap?

Villain Ch 1389.

Why Do I Feel Like I’ve Walked Into A Trap?

Zoe smirked.

“We always plan things properly.” Larissa leaned against the window.

“Just not when it comes to letting you rest, apparently.” Shea chuckled.

“We have to force him.

Otherwise, he’d find a way to be busy again.” Allen smirked.

“You make it sound like I don’t enjoy this.” Zoe poked his arm.

“Oh, you better enjoy this.” Allen sighed in amusement.

“Alright, alright.

I get it.” Shea crossed her arms.

“Good.

Now no more serious talk.

We’re officially on ‘Operation: Relax Allen’ mode.” Allen chuckled.

“Fine.” The rest of the car ride was peaceful-well, as peaceful as it could be with Zoe occasionally poking at his arm, Larissa throwing in sarcastic comments, and Shea making sure he actually went along with their plans instead of pulling some last-minute excuse to escape.

When the car finally pulled up in front of a five-star hotel, Allen’s amusement shifted into skepticism.

He glanced out the window, his expression blank, before slowly turning his head to face the girls.

“A hotel?” He gave them a flat stare.

Shea, unfazed, smiled.

“Yes.

Got a problem with it?” Allen exhaled.

“Nothing.

It’s just that…” His mind drifted back to a certain memory.

The last time he took Bella to a fancy hotel restaurant… he ended up sleeping with her.  And now, here they were again.

Different hotel.

Different circumstances.

But still, suspiciously similar.

Allen narrowed his eyes.

“Fishy.” Shea smirked.

“If you think we’re planning something similar to what happened between you and Bella, you’re wrong.” Allen didn’t look convinced.

“You sure about that?” Shea crossed her arms.

“One hundred percent.” Zoe grinned.

“Though, to be fair, I wouldn’t mind a repeat of that.” Allen shot her a look.

“Not helping.” Zoe just laughed.

Shea shook her head.

“Look, we do have other plans.

But first-food.” Larissa nodded.

“You will need extra energy for this.” Allen frowned.

“Why do I feel like something bad is about to happen?” Shea smirked.

“Because it is.” Allen groaned.

“Of course it is.” Zoe giggled.

“Come on, let’s go inside before he runs off.” Allen sighed, stepping out of the car.

Whatever they had planned, there was no escaping it now.

The valet immediately stepped forward, ready to take over, but Allen waved him off.

The driver would handle it.

He adjusted the strap of his bag and turned to face the girls, who all had smug looks on their faces.

Larissa looped her arm through his.

“Let’s go, Young Master.” Allen gave her a flat look.

“You’ve been hanging around Gerry too much.” Zoe just grinned.

“Maybe.

But it suits you.” Shea led the way, her posture relaxed but confident as they walked into the hotel.

The lobby was grand, with sleek marble floors, towering chandeliers, and staff dressed in crisp uniforms.

A few people turned to glance at them-probably recognizing Allen-but no one approached.

At least not yet.

Larissa casually glanced at him.

“How’s it feel walking into a five-star hotel with three beautiful women at your side?” Allen smirked.

“Like my life is a damn harem story.” Shea chuckled.

“It kinda is.” They reached the restaurant entrance, where a hostess in an elegant black dress greeted them with a polite smile.

“Welcome to La Belle Étoile,” she said, her voice smooth and professional.

“Do you have a reservation?” Shea nodded.

“Yes.

Under Shea.” The hostess checked her list, then smiled.

“Right this way.” Allen walked with them through the dimly lit, luxurious restaurant, chandeliers reflecting off the crystal-clear wine glasses set on every table.

The scent of freshly baked bread and rich sauces filled the air.

There they were.

Bella, Alice, and Jane.

Already seated at the table, waiting for them.

Bella smirked as she twirled a wine glass in her hand.

“Took you long enough.” Alice gave Allen a slow once-over before smirking.

“You survived leg day, I see.” Jane grinned.

“And he’s still standing!

Impressive.” Allen exhaled, pulling out a chair and sitting down as the rest of the girls joined them.

“Why do I feel like I’ve walked into a trap?” Shea smiled sweetly.

“Because you have.” Allen smirked, leaning back in his chair.

“Then I hope you’ll make this a good trap.” Jane chuckled, twirling her fork between her fingers.

“Relax, Allen.

It’s not like we were planning on doing anything to you after this-” Before she could finish, Alice and Bella immediately reached over and slapped their hands over her mouth.

Allen just stared at them, unimpressed.

Alice forced a stiff smile.

“Haha.

Ignore her.” Bella sighed, shaking her head.

“She talks too much.” Jane tried to pry their hands off, muffled sounds escaping her lips.

Allen gave them a flat stare.

“Now I’m sure that’s exactly what you guys are planning.” Alice smiled innocently.

“We promise you’ll have fun.” Allen pinched the bridge of his nose.

“I knew this was suspicious.” Zoe leaned against his shoulder, grinning.

“Come on, Allen.

Just trust us.” Allen scoffed.

“Last time I trusted you guys, I woke up exhausted.” Shea smirked.

“And whose fault was that?” Allen leaned back, crossing his arms.

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe the ones who thought it was a great idea to test their little ‘plan’ on me?” The girls exchanged quick glances, suddenly looking way too innocent.

Allen smirked.

“And not to mention-I still remember that special chocolate.” The moment those words left his mouth, the reaction was immediate.

Zoe choked on her water.

Alice’s hand twitched as she reached for her wine.

Larissa’s expression froze mid-smirk, and Bella immediately looked away, pretending to be very interested in the restaurant’s chandelier.

Jane, the only one slow to catch on, blinked.

“Wait, what?-” Shea elbowed her so fast it was a miracle it wasn’t audible.

Allen leaned in slightly, his smirk widening as he enjoyed watching them squirm.

“It’s nice to see you eat your own plan,” he murmured, his voice low and smug.

“I can make that happen again.” Alice cleared her throat, still not making eye contact.

“You wouldn’t.” Allen tilted his head, fake innocence in his gaze.

“Wouldn’t I?” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS UnholyGod Your gift is the motivation for my creation.

Give me more motivation!

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