[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem":3,"chapter-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1061":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evil MC's NTR Harem",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1832472,2438,"Chapter 1061 Capital","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1061",1061,"\u003Cp>Miku made sure that Ace was fast asleep before she even dared to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of his slow, steady breathing filled the dimly lit room, and for a moment, guilt pressed heavily on her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sat by the edge of the bed, her fingers trembling slightly as she brushed a stray lock of hair from his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked peaceful—too peaceful for the storm that she carried within her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t want to hurt him any more than she already had. That was why she waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She waited until the clock struck midnight, until the world outside their home was silent and still, until her conscience could no longer argue with her resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rose quietly, every step careful not to make the floorboards creak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbeknownst to her, Ace would never discover the truth about what was happening behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he had heard her voice that night—her cries muffled against Ross’s skin—he would have never believed such a betrayal possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His trust was too deep, his love too pure. And that, perhaps, was what hurt Miku the most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hallway was dim and cold as she stepped out, her bare feet brushing against the carpet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each step she took toward Ross’s room felt like a step further away from who she once was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she reached his door, she hesitated for a heartbeat—her hand hovering above the handle, her pulse racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she opened it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross was inside, sitting by the window with one leg crossed over the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dim light overhead casted him in mysterious glow, outlining his sharp features in silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held a bottle of wine in one hand, a glass in the other. The air smelled faintly of grapes and smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even look surprised to see her. He had been expecting her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She watched him tip the bottle back and take a long drink straight from it, finishing what was left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way he handled it—with such effortless control—made it clear he wasn’t even close to drunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A full bottle, gone, and yet his gaze remained sharp and unshaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miku realized then that Ross wasn’t a man easily affected by anything—not alcohol, not guilt, not even love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come,\" he said softly, setting the glass aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was calm, almost lazy, but there was a weight to it that drew her in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross leaned back on the bed, one arm resting behind his head as his eyes followed her every move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was steady, intense, but never rushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to see what she would do, how far she would go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miku stood frozen for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The oversized shirt she wore hung loosely over her frame, and her jeans—baggy and plain—were chosen deliberately to hide everything she could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she could feel his eyes stripping away those layers with ease, tracing every outline she thought she’d hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart pounded faster the longer he looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence between them was heavy, broken only by the faint ticking of the clock and the hum of her nervous breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a hesitant step forward. Then another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross didn’t move, but the faint curve of a knowing smile played on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miku swallowed hard. She hated that her body trembled—not from fear, but from anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated that her heart could still race like this for another man when her husband slept only a few steps away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still... she walked closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She moved to the bed and lay down stiffly, as if her body had forgotten how to bend or respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a lifeless figure, she stared at the ceiling, forcing herself to remain calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she was going to surrender to him again tonight, she told herself she would not repeat the recklessness of their first encounter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wild abandon, no reckless giving in—just control, precision, restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could manage that, couldn’t she? She hoped so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross didn’t wait long. His voice, low and teasing, cut through the quiet room like a warm knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s the matter, Miku?\" His eyes glimmered with that dangerous confidence that always made her chest tighten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You and I were already too close the other day. Or have you forgotten that so quickly? Doesn’t matter—I suppose I’ll just have to remind you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as he spoke, he moved toward her, steps silent yet heavy with intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no hesitation, no pause for consent beyond the one unspoken in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when he leaned down, his lips claimed hers with ease, boldness, and familiarity, leaving no room for argument.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miku’s body stiffened at first, her mind telling her to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay calm,\" she whispered silently to herself. But her body didn’t listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His scent—the mixture of cologne, sweat, and that indefinable something that was uniquely Ross—hit her senses in an overwhelming wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made her heart beat faster, made her breath hitch, made her skin prickle with awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warmth of his chest, broad and strong, pressed lightly against her, and somehow, in that pressure, she felt both exposed and safe at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to remain passive, tried to let herself be like she had planned: controlled, restrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But within minutes, Ross’s hands, his lips, and the heat radiating from his body had already begun to erode her carefully constructed walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each kiss seemed to pull more from her than the last, as if he were reading her body and unraveling it piece by piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could feel her pulse thrumming through her veins, each beat echoing in her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind raced, conflicted between guilt and desire, between fear and longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated that she responded so quickly, hated the ease with which he made her melt under his touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, even as she hated it, part of her craved it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every lingering kiss, every gentle pressure of his lips, every brush of his hands against her skin was a reminder of the night they had shared—and of the invisible bond that had formed between them since then.\u003C\u002Fp>",1006,"2026-06-09T06:19:11.433Z",1,"novelbin.me","ec11aee93b8b8fd5d9373ebb0ed93ef98ad42d61ee4835180e28ad875998b0d0","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1062","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1060",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]