VILLAIN MMORPG: ALMIGHTY DEVIL EMPEROR AND HIS SEVEN DEMONIC WIVES

Villain Ch 993. Rationality Took an Unplanned Vacation

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Vivian. She had just taken a bite of the pasta, but a drop of the creamy sauce had dripped onto her chest, landing just above the curve of her breast. Her reaction was immediate. She let out a soft, panicked voice. “Oh no!” She looked down at the mess. But instead of reaching for a napkin, she instinctively used her finger to wipe away the sauce.

The movement was slow, almost deliberate, as if she were unaware of how suggestive it looked.

Allen watched in silence as Vivian brought her finger to her lips, her eyes still focused on the spot where the sauce had dripped. She sucked the sauce off her finger, her expression innocent but the act itself anything but. The way her lips wrapped around her finger, the slow pull as she cleaned off the sauce, sent a jolt of electricity through Allen’s body.

His mind raced, and he quickly diverted his gaze to the front, his heart pounding even harder than before. But it was too late—the image of Vivian’s innocent yet incredibly provocative gesture was burned into his mind.

It was impossible not to see the similarity between the creamy white sauce and something far more intimate, something that only added to the overwhelming arousal he was trying so desperately to control. His semen…

‘Why did I make creamy pasta today?!’ Allen screamed internally, cursing his choice of menu. The white, creamy sauce that had seemed like a good idea earlier now felt like a cruel joke. Every time he looked at it, his mind couldn’t help but draw comparisons, and it was driving him to the edge.

Allen’s mind was in overdrive, and he desperately tried to divert his gaze once again. But as his eyes darted around the room, every scene he encountered seemed to be conspiring against him.

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His gaze landed on Jane, who had just picked up a cherry tomato from the salad. What should have been an innocent gesture quickly turned into something far more provocative. Jane held the tomato delicately between her fingers, her eyes glancing up at Allen with a playful glint.

She slowly brought the tomato to her mouth, but instead of biting into it right away, she stuck out her tongue, letting the tip of it graze the surface of the tomato, making it glisten with moisture. The movement was deliberate, suggestive, and it made Allen swallow hard, his throat suddenly dry.

The way Jane’s tongue flicked against the tomato, her lips parting slightly as she drew it closer, was enough to make Allen’s heart race even faster. She was teasing him, whether intentionally or not, and it was driving him to the brink of distraction.

As if that weren’t enough, Allen’s eyes inadvertently shifted to Shea and Zoe, who were seated nearby. Shea had taken a different approach to eating. She picked up a piece of bread. It was additional food prepared by the servants. She tore it slowly with her hands and then dipped it into a small dish of olive oil and balsamic vinegar.

But instead of simply eating it, she let the oil drip suggestively down her fingers, catching the droplets with her tongue before they could reach her wrist. The sight of her tongue tracing the path of the oil, licking it clean, made Allen’s pulse quicken even more.

Zoe seemed to have caught onto the playful atmosphere as well. She was eating grapes, plucking them one by one from the stem and popping them into her mouth. But instead of just eating them, she held the grapes between her lips for a moment, letting the juice burst inside her mouth with a soft, almost inaudible moan of satisfaction.

Her eyes fluttered closed, and she savored the taste with a soft smile.

The combination of all these stimuli was overwhelming. As if every gesture, every glance, seemed to be designed to push him further into a state of arousal that was becoming impossible to manage. His heart pounded in his chest, his breathing quickened, and he could feel the heat rising in his face.

The room, once comfortable, now felt stifling, as if the air itself had become charged with the same electric tension that filled his body.

‘This is too much,’ Allen thought, trying to regain control over his rapidly swirling emotions. He could barely focus on the food in front of him, let alone engage in the conversation that was still flowing around the table.

His mind was consumed by the images of the girls, by the way they moved, the way they looked at him, and the way they seemed to effortlessly turn every action into something laced with desire.

The worst part was that he couldn’t tell if they were doing it intentionally or if it was all in his head. Had they planned this, or was it just his own overactive imagination playing tricks on him? Either way, the effect was undeniable. He was on edge, teetering between wanting to stay composed and the overwhelming urge to give in to the tension that had been building all night.

It was weird since he couldn’t think straight tonight. It was like his rational self decided to go on vacation out of a sudden, without his permission.

He tried to focus on the conversation, tried to tune into the words that were being spoken, but all he could hear was the pounding of his own heart. Even the taste of the food had become muted, overshadowed by the more immediate sensations that were flooding his senses.

The girls exchanged glances, their eyes sparkling as they noticed Allen’s blushing face. They knew their plan was working—every seductive move, every teasing glance, was having the desired effect on him. It had been their intention all along to push him to this point, to see just how far they could go in unraveling his composure.

But what they hadn’t fully anticipated was how much easier their task would be, thanks to the food Allen had prepared. His homemade dishes had provided the perfect prop for their seduction. The three of them. The only one that was a bit of a miss was the chocolate dessert. Not because of the taste of course since it was perfect. But it would be better if the dessert was a whipped cream type of dessert.

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