[{"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-155":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},1831704,2438,"Chapter 155 Breathless","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-155",155,"\u003Cp>Gwen’s movements became more fluid, her responses more natural, as though she were surrendering to an instinct she couldn’t control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind wandered briefly to her husband. His kisses had always been soft, tender, and full of love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d made her feel cherished. But this—this was entirely different. Ross’s kiss wasn’t about tenderness; it was raw, consuming, and primal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stirred something deep inside her, something she wasn’t prepared to face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated it. She hated him. But she also hated how her body burned for more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross’s hands roamed over her back, his touch igniting sparks along her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwen’s breaths came quicker, her heart racing as she struggled to process the storm of emotions surging within her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shame, anger, and fear mixed with something else—something she refused to name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kiss stretched on endlessly, their tongues locked in an intimate battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was wild and untamed, a stark contrast to the gentle affection she had once known.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwen’s mind screamed for her to fight back, to pull away, but her body wouldn’t obey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they finally broke apart, she was gasping for air, her chest heaving. Ross’s gaze bore into hers, unreadable and intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continue your journey on empire\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shivered, her heart thundering as she realized she had nothing left to give.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For better or worse, Gwen had been completely overpowered—physically, emotionally, and mentally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And deep down, she knew she would never be the same again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is more like it. You’re far more beautiful this way, Detective Gwen Monroe,\" Ross murmured, his voice low and filled with an almost cruel satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes swept over her, drinking in every detail of her form with a gaze that seemed to strip away more than just her clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out, fingers grazing the hem of her baggy sweater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwen stiffened, her breathing shallow, but when Ross began to lift it, she found herself moving almost instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her arms rose, helping him remove the garment. It wasn’t a conscious choice—it felt as though her body were acting on its own, betraying the protests of her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the loose sweater, she wore a sleek black bra, its lace design both modest and alluring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It clung to her skin, accentuating the curve of her figure in a way that made Ross pause for a moment, a faint smile tugging at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his eyes darkened, and his hands moved with intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached behind her, his fingers expertly unhooking the clasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bra fell away with ease, and the treasures it concealed spilled free, unbound and exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breasts rose and fell with her labored breathing, their soft curves glowing in the dim light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only the second time in her life that another man had seen her like this, a thought that made her stomach twist in shame and dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perfect. Just perfect,\" Ross murmured, almost to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwen’s face flushed a deep crimson as his hands cupped her breasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His touch was deliberate, firm but not rough, as though savoring the feel of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers brushed over her nipples, already hardened from a mix of cold air and his earlier attentions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He circled them slowly, teasingly, drawing out sensations that made her shiver despite herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her nipples, now bright crimson, stood out against her pale skin, and Ross seemed to take pleasure in their sensitivity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pressed his thumbs against them, feeling their hardness, and marveled at the contrast between the smooth softness of her skin and the firmness of the peaks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ohhhhh…\" Gwen gasped softly, biting her lip to suppress the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, but her body betrayed her at every turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breathing grew quicker, her chest rising and falling beneath his touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated how aware she was of every little movement, every brush of his skin against hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to focus on anything else—her husband’s face, the vows they’d exchanged, the life they’d built together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ross’s voice, low and almost hypnotic, cut through her thoughts like a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t need to fight, Gwen,\" he said, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke. \"Just let go. There’s no one here but us. Nothing else matters.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart hammered in her chest, a mix of fear, anger, and something else she refused to name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt trapped, as though the world had narrowed to just this moment, just the two of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross’s hands moved with purpose, kneading the soft flesh of her breasts while his thumbs continued to tease her nipples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensations sent shivers down her spine, and she clenched her fists, fighting the urge to cry out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated how her body was responding, how it seemed to crave more even as her mind screamed for her to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did it come to this?\" The thought echoed in her mind, a desperate plea for understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breathing hitched when Ross leaned down, his lips brushing against the curve of her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His kisses were slow and deliberate, trailing down to her collarbone. Each touch sent a jolt through her, igniting a fire she couldn’t suppress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwen’s chest tightened as guilt washed over her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her husband—her kind, trusting husband—had no idea what was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She imagined him waiting for her at home, blissfully unaware of the betrayal unfolding in this room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought made her stomach churn, but it wasn’t enough to quell the sensations coursing through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body was betraying her in ways she couldn’t control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skin tingled wherever Ross touched, her breathing grew shallow, and a warmth she didn’t want to acknowledge pooled low in her belly and down south to center at her pussy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated herself for the way her body reacted to him, hated Ross even more for drawing these responses from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross’s lips moved lower, teasing the sensitive skin just above her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands continued their exploration, fingers brushing over the curve of her waist before returning to her breasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwen shivered, her body trembling beneath his touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your body doesn’t lie, Gwen,\" Ross said softly, his voice tinged with amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can resist all you want, but deep down, you’re starting to feel it, aren’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to scream, to deny his words, but the truth of them lingered in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body felt like it was on fire, each touch pushing her closer to a precipice she didn’t want to face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as she struggled against the tide of emotions and sensations overwhelming her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please,\" she thought desperately, though she wasn’t sure who she was pleading with—Ross, herself, or some unseen force to save her from this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ross didn’t stop. His hands and lips continued their relentless assault, leaving Gwen trembling and breathless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could feel her resolve slipping, piece by piece, as shame and desire warred within her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep down, she knew she wouldn’t leave this room the same woman who’d entered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huge shoutout and thanks to ddecoen for the gifts!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You are awesome! Thank you! ^_^\u003C\u002Fp>",1184,"2026-06-09T06:18:43.919Z",1,"novelbin.me","a3402af4c4a17c284eb3f369d35c592da1daffa0817471175d578dc07b163afb","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-156","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-154",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]