VILLAIN MMORPG: ALMIGHTY DEVIL EMPEROR AND HIS SEVEN DEMONIC WIVES

Villain Ch 991. Not A Good Boy

Allen’s breath caught in his throat as he stared up at her, his mind reeling from the sudden shift in tone. Shea’s smirk widened, clearly enjoying the effect she was having on him. “I hope you’ll act like a good boy tonight,” she said, her voice dripping with both warning and seduction.

Allen was completely at a loss for words. The confident, commanding aura that Shea exuded was unlike anything he had ever experienced from her before. It was as if she had stepped out of her usual playful persona and fully embraced a darker, more dominant side. And it was working—Allen could feel the control slipping away from him, replaced by a heady mix of excitement and nervous anticipation.

For a moment, all Allen could feel was the rapid thudding of his heart in his chest. He was aroused, there was no denying it, but what surprised him the most was the intensity of it. His reaction was far stronger than he’d anticipated, especially considering how quickly it had escalated.

He hadn’t expected the sight of the girls in their sexy clothes—particularly Shea in her leather ensemble—to affect him this deeply. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was because this particular look was new to him, something he had never explored before. Was this a fetish he had only just discovered? Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire

The thought flitted through his mind, but he didn’t dwell on it. What was clear was that something in him was stirred by the sight of Shea in leather, by the way she carried herself with that commanding presence. Yet, despite the undeniable attraction, Allen wasn’t the type to easily submit.

He had told Shea from the start that he wasn’t interested in bowing to her or anyone else, and that hadn’t changed. The challenge in her eyes was something he was more than willing to meet.

Allen smirked, his confidence slowly returning as he fought to regain his composure. His gaze traveled down to the whip in Shea’s hand, the leather cool against his skin where it had brushed against him moments before.

Slowly, deliberately, he raised his hand and let the tip of his index finger trace from the end of the whip to the point where it met Shea’s hand. The action was a silent challenge. It was a way to remind her that he wasn’t going to play along without pushing back.

In one swift motion, Allen wrapped his fingers around the whip and pulled Shea closer to him. She gasped softly at the unexpected move, her eyes widening in surprise, but she didn’t resist. Instead, she let herself be drawn toward him, their faces now inches apart.

“Good or bad, that’s up to you,” Allen murmured, his voice low and tinged with flirtation. His eyes bore into hers. “But you know me, right?” he continued, his tone carrying a hint of mischief. “I’ve never been one to act like a good boy and never will.”

Shea’s eyes narrowed slightly, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. The initial shock of being pulled off balance was gone, replaced by a renewed determination. “You’re right,” she purred, her voice silky smooth as she leaned in closer, her lips just a breath away from his. “You’ve never been a good boy, Allen. And that’s exactly why I’m going to enjoy tonight.”

Without waiting for his reply, Shea took a step back, her movements slow and deliberate, her smirk never leaving her lips. As she moved away, her eyes remained locked on Allen’s. Allen could catch a flicker of something mischievous and determined in their depths.

“But I will remind you, Allen,” she said, her voice dripping with confidence. “Tonight, I will not lose.” She paused, her smirk widening as she corrected herself. “We will not lose.”

Allen frowned, his confusion evident as he tried to decipher what she meant by that. ‘We just want to have fun, right? Why did it suddenly turn into a competition?’ he thought, the puzzlement evident in his expression. This was supposed to be a night of enjoyment, something intimate and special, but Shea’s words had introduced an unexpected element of rivalry.

Shea, noticing the furrow in his brow and the curious look in his eyes, let out a soft, almost teasing chuckle. She sauntered over to the sofa, her movements still fluid and controlled, and took a seat beside him. The leather of her outfit creaked softly as she settled in, her gaze never leaving Allen’s face.

“I see you’re curious about what I said,” Shea remarked, her tone light but with an undercurrent of playful intent. She leaned in slightly, her presence both comforting and disconcerting, given the circumstances.

Allen’s curiosity only deepened. His heart was pounding in his chest, the mix of excitement and uncertainty creating a strange, almost intoxicating sensation. “What is your plan?” he asked, his voice tinged with both intrigue and a hint of apprehension. “Or should I say… all of you?”

Shea’s eyes sparkled with mischief, her lips curving into a smile that was equal parts teasing and enigmatic. “It’s a secret,” she replied, her tone dripping with flirtation. Her index finger was in front of her lips.

Allen’s frown deepened as he tried to puzzle out her intentions, but Shea wasn’t giving anything away. She leaned back on the sofa, her posture relaxed but her eyes still gleaming with that same mischievous light. It was clear she was enjoying the game, whatever it was, and that she had no intention of revealing her hand too soon.

“Come on,” Allen pressed, his tone a mix of exasperation and amusement. “You can’t just drop a hint like that and leave me hanging. What’s going on? What are you planning?”

Shea tilted her head slightly, as if considering whether or not to give him a clue. “Oh, Allen,” she purred, her voice soft and alluring, “where’s the fun in revealing everything at once? Sometimes, it’s better to let the anticipation build.”

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