Villain Ch 990. Challenge And Intimidation

Zoe looked up at Allen with wide, unsure eyes, as if seeking some final reassurance that she was doing the right thing.

“You don’t have to worry. Just be yourself—that’s all that matters,” he said softly, his voice filled with sincerity.

Zoe’s tense shoulders relaxed slightly at his words, and a small, grateful smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She allowed Allen to guide her closer, her hesitation slowly melting away. She moved with a bit more confidence now. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

“You did great, Zoe,” Allen whispered, pressing a light kiss to the top of her head. The simple gesture seemed to ease her nerves even more, and she let out a soft sigh of contentment as she settled in beside him, her body leaning into his for comfort and reassurance.

“Thank you,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper but filled with genuine gratitude. “I was so nervous… I didn’t know if I could do it.”

Allen smiled warmly at her, his hand gently stroking her back in soothing circles. “You don’t have to be nervous. Just being here with you all is more than enough.”

Zoe’s smile widened a little, and she seemed to relax even more. Her hand, which had been holding onto Allen’s for comfort, slowly released its grip as she reached over to one of the small bags the girls had brought in with them. She opened it carefully, and Allen watched with curiosity as she pulled out a small box wrapped in delicate paper.

“What’s that?” Allen asked, his interest piqued.

Zoe blushed slightly as she opened the box, revealing an assortment of beautifully crafted chocolate pastries. They were different from the ones Allen had prepared, clearly something special that the girls had brought with them. Each piece was nicely designed, some shaped like hearts, others like flowers, all dusted with a fine layer of cocoa powder and a bit of gold paper.

“I thought you might like these,” Zoe said shyly, picking up one of the chocolates and holding it out to Allen. “We brought them for you. I… I know how much you like chocolate.”

He hadn’t expected the girls to bring something so thoughtful. He leaned in slightly, allowing Zoe to feed him the chocolate.

The rich, velvety sweetness of the chocolate melted on his tongue. He could taste the crunch of almonds mixed with the chocolate. Allen closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the flavor, before opening them again to see Zoe watching him intently, her eyes filled with anticipation.

“That’s delicious,” Allen said, his voice full of genuine appreciation. But as the taste lingered on his tongue, he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something familiar about it. The flavor was a little different from the usual pastries. It was a subtle undertone that he couldn’t quite place. It nagged at the edges of his memory, like a word on the tip of his tongue that refused to be spoken.

Still, he brushed it off. After all, chocolate is chocolate, and the fact that the girls had gone out of their way to bring him something special made it all the more enjoyable.

Zoe’s face lit up with happiness, her earlier nervousness completely gone. “I’m so glad you like it,” she said softly, her voice filled with genuine warmth. “It was a custom order, especially for you.”

Allen frowned slightly, curiosity piqued by her words. “Custom order?” he asked, glancing down at the remaining chocolates. The designs were indeed unique—elegant, intricate, unlike anything he’d seen before. But there was something more to it, something Zoe wasn’t telling him.

“Yes,” Zoe confirmed with a mysterious smile. “You’ll find out what it means soon enough.”

Allen’s frown deepened as he tried to puzzle out her cryptic response. If it wasn’t just about the design, then what could it be? He was about to press for more information, but the sound of the bathroom door opening drew his attention.

Shea stepped out, and the moment Allen laid eyes on her, his thoughts of chocolate and custom orders evaporated. His jaw dropped, his mouth gaping in stunned silence as he took in her appearance.

Shea wasn’t wearing the delicate lace or silk lingerie the others had chosen. No, she had opted for something far more daring, a leather ensemble that could only be described as a BDSM costume. The tight, black leather hugged her body, accentuating every curve in a way that was both provocative and commanding.

The outfit was complete with thigh-high boots that clicked sharply against the floor with each step. A short whip held loosely in one hand, and a confident, almost predatory smile on her lips.

The outfit was something Allen had only seen in the darker corners of the internet, on BDSM sites he rarely visited. To see it here, now, in the context of what had started as a playful evening, was enough to leave him completely stunned.

Shea approached him with a confidence that bordered on intimidation. Her boots clicked ominously as she crossed the room. Her eyes locked onto Allen’s with a sharp intensity that made his pulse quicken. There was something in her gaze that was both alluring and dangerous, a promise of things to come that made Allen’s heart race in his chest. And it worked!

When Shea reached him, she didn’t stop at a safe distance or strike a pose. Instead, she placed one of her boots dangerously close to his crotch. The tip almost grazed his pants. Her eyes bore into his as she leaned in, her expression one of complete control.

“You look surprised, Allen,” Shea purred, her voice low and sultry. The tip of her whip trailed lightly along his neck, the cool leather brushing against his skin in a way that made him shudder. She slowly traced the whip’s path from his neck up to his cheek, then finally to his chin, where she used it to tilt his face upward, forcing him to meet her gaze.

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