[{"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-1099":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},1832510,2438,"Chapter 1099 - Capítulo 1099: 1099 Sentence","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1099",1099,"\u003Cp>Capítulo 1099: Chapter 1099 Sentence\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea’s breathing was wild, uncontrolled, and her eyes were glassy with disbelief as she slowly lifted her head to stare at Ross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea looked at him, dumbfounded—speechless at what had just happened to her without him even lifting a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haah… haah…” Chelsea’s breath came out in uneven bursts as she tried to steady herself, but her arms were trembling too much to support her weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She ended up rolling to the side, sprawling on the bed with her chest rising and falling like she had just run a marathon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin sheen of sweat coated her skin, making her look even more flustered and disoriented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lea stared at her sister, stunned all over again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chelsea… you too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea didn’t answer immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked several times as though trying to reboot her brain, then slowly turned her head toward Lea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mouth opened, closed, opened again—nothing came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She finally forced out a hoarse whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What… what was that? What was that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross, still lying exactly where he’d been from the start, simply folded his hands behind his head and flashed his trademark lazy grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you two already,” he said calmly. “I don’t need to touch you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea’s face flushed crimson. “That—no, that doesn’t even make sense. That’s not—people don’t just— you can’t just—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words tangled together, collapsing into a frustrated groan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pressed her palms to her face, shaking her head as if the world had suddenly stopped making sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lea leaned forward slightly, her voice low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You came faster than me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea shot her a glare—an embarrassed, mortified glare. “Shut up! I—I wasn’t trying to! I just—he—ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed accusingly at Ross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You. What did you do to me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross didn’t move. Not even a twitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing. You did everything on your own. I’m just here, relaxing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the worst part—because it was true. He hadn’t lifted a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t even shifted his position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet both sisters had ended up in the exact same state: writhing, moaning, and collapsing in pleasure as if he had touched every inch of their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lea crossed her arms tightly over her chest, clearing her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is… ridiculous. People don’t come like that. Not from that. Not unless…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sentence trailed off, but everyone knew what she meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea dragged herself upright, sitting beside Lea with legs still trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t even get it. I wasn’t even thinking anything weird at first. I just tried to focus on the task—then suddenly it just—it hit me, like a wave…” She swallowed hard. “My whole body just… melted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lea nodded gravely. “Same.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sisters exchanged a long, heavy look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mix of confusion, fear, embarrassment… and something else neither of them wanted to admit out loud: curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross sat up slightly, propping himself on an elbow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well? Do you two believe me now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lea and Chelsea turned toward him at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Believe what?” Chelsea muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That I don’t need tricks,” Ross said softly. “You get close enough… and your bodies do the rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea’s breath hitched. Lea’s eyes narrowed, unsure whether to glare or stare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell silent—thick with tension, unspoken questions, and the electrifying aftershocks still lingering in both sisters’ bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two sisters stared at Ross like he was some kind of deity or monster, something utterly beyond comprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their minds reeled, still struggling to process the impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had both come—hard—without him moving a muscle, without a single touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had simply lain there, calm, smug, and impossibly confident, and yet somehow controlled their bodies like a master puppeteer manipulating delicate dolls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every gasp, every shiver, every twitch of their skin had obeyed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unnerving, thrilling, and terrifying all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lea shivered, still flushed, still trembling. Her hands fisted the bedsheets as she struggled to find words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We should go, Chelsea… he’s not someone we can take on tonight. He’s… dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea’s cheeks were still burning, her eyes wide and intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet there was a stubborn fire there, a determination that refused to be quelled by fear or logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know, Lea,” she said, voice low but firm, almost trembling with effort. “We’ve come too far to quit now. I… I’m not leaving without giving it my absolute best. No matter what.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the aftermath of her own release, Chelsea’s body moved with a predatory intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her limbs shook, her breaths came in ragged gasps, but her movements were deliberate and determined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She advanced toward Ross, eyes glittering, every motion radiating raw hunger and ferocity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if her mind had shut off completely, leaving only a single goal: take him, conquer him, survive him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lea watched, wide-eyed, a mixture of awe and horror on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had expected her sister to be cautious, hesitant, overwhelmed by what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chelsea wasn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had thrown herself completely into the task, channeling every ounce of her energy, every pulse of desire, into the act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmmmmp…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea leaned forward, her small hands clutching him with all the strength she could muster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips wrapped around him, sliding with determination and focus, moving even more determined with each passing second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her movements were desperate, intense, and unrelenting, as though she were determined to take everything from him or collapse trying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lea’s jaw dropped. Her hands flew to her mouth, her eyes widening in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t believe what she was seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sister—her usually joyful, positive cheerful sister—was attacking him with a ferocity Lea had never witnessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every inch of Ross that Chelsea could take, she tried to, her tiny mouth swallowing and sliding, following every curve with frantic desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body shook, even in the effort to stay patch on Ross’ big fat cock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat beaded on her skin, and her breathing was ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she pressed on, relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had learned from her own experience—and from watching Lea—that Ross didn’t need to touch them to dominate them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only needed to be present, to exist in that calm, infuriating way, and their bodies would betray them.\u003C\u002Fp>",1017,"2026-06-09T06:19:11.433Z",1,"novelbin.me","c0403aea2893e7a2b23bd814c06391f0d4e70f21b8fe6eecba5ad2bb5269e282","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1100","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1098",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]