[{"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-353":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},1831652,2438,"Chapter 353 Abundance","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-353",353,"\u003Cp>Emma left the house at precisely 5:30, giving the new nanny final instructions before stepping out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her daughter, Erica, was in capable hands, and the cameras installed throughout the house gave her some semblance of comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, leaving Erica wasn’t easy, but Emma reminded herself why she was doing this. It was for her daughter, for the miracle that had saved her life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At exactly 6:00, Emma arrived at the Autumn Palms Hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had reserved a private dining room and ordered an assortment of dishes for her guest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The table was lavishly set, but Emma barely noticed. Her heart pounded with apprehension, a knot of dread tightening in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t want to be here, but she had no choice. Erica meant everything to her, and she would do anything—anything—to protect her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time the clock struck 7:00, Ross entered the hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He strolled through the lobby, just as he had during their first meeting, but this time, there was no pretense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mask of politeness was gone, replaced with a confident, almost predatory smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he reached the private room, he slid into the seat opposite Emma without hesitation, his presence commanding the space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I trust my healing skills were… appreciated,\" Ross said, his tone smug as he immediately began digging into the food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma, sitting stiffly across from him, hadn’t touched her plate. Her hands were clasped tightly in her lap as she forced herself to meet his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you want in return, Ross?\" she asked bluntly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross raised an eyebrow, a piece of steak halfway to his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What I’ve always wanted, Emma. You.\" His words were casual, as if he were commenting on the weather, and he resumed eating without waiting for her reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma’s stomach churned, but she pushed the discomfort down. She refused to let him see her break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me about yourself,\" Ross continued, his tone light but probing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Entertain me while I eat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s there to tell?\" Emma said with a weary sigh. \"I’ve already told you everything. My life is boring. Long story short.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross chuckled, clearly amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boring, huh? Well, where’s the father? That’s an interesting place to start.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma stiffened, her fingers tightening around her fork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dead,\" she replied curtly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Drowned in soup,\" she added with biting sarcasm, making it clear she had no interest in the topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross smirked, undeterred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, so he ran off after getting you pregnant. Classic tale. Beautiful girl, single mom, struggling to make it work. How old are you, anyway? Twenty?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Twenty-four,\" Emma corrected sharply, the clatter of her silverware against her plate betraying her irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Close enough,\" Ross said, his grin widening. He leaned back in his chair, watching her intently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wonder if...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conversation dragged on, with Ross teasing Emma at every turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His questions were invasive, his comments laced with mockery, but Emma held her ground, refusing to let him see how much his words cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the evening wore on, Ross seemed to enjoy himself more and more, while Emma’s patience wore thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could feel the weight of his gaze, the unspoken threat lingering in every word, and yet she stayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Erica, she would endure this. She had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What can I say? You’re a strong, beautiful woman, Emma. And that’s exactly why I chose you,\" Ross said with a sly smile as he stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed a thick stack of bills on the table as a tip, then extended his hand to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been eating and talking for two hours, a time Ross seemed to savor entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma, however, felt every second drag like an eternity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her thoughts kept drifting back to Erica—her sweet baby waiting at home, the one she wanted to hold, teach, and cherish every moment with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Time to claim my reward,\" Ross said with a grin, his tone leaving no room for doubt about his intentions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma remained silent, her expression blank as she reached for his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She led him through the elevator and up several floors to the suite she had booked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The click of the lock behind them echoed in the room as she turned to face him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me make one thing clear, Ross,\" she began firmly, her gaze unwavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know you like to keep your women close, to show them off to the world like trophies. But I can’t do that. I have a child to think about. This has to stay between us. Promise me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross raised an eyebrow, clearly amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why complicate things, Emma? You could just stay with me. I’ll take care of you and your daughter. Hell, I’d even marry you so she has a father figure growing up.\" His voice was steady, almost sincere, as if he genuinely believed his offer was the perfect solution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma let out a dry laugh, shaking her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold on. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,\" she said, her tone sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll let you fuck me—anytime you want, anywhere you want. But my daughter is off-limits. I don’t want her growing up in some dysfunctional mess, watching a man with a hundred women parade through her life. That’s my boundary, Ross. Take it or leave it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross’s grin widened, a spark of mischief dancing in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, be it as you wish. But I have all the time in the world to change your mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Emma could respond, Ross stepped forward, his intent clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma braced herself, suppressing every thought that didn’t involve protecting her daughter. Whatever this arrangement entailed, she would endure it—for Erica’s sake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmmmmm...\" A muffled sound escaped her as, for only the second time in her life, her soft, sweet lips were captured by a man whose desire for her was unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His touch was firm yet deliberate, as though he were savoring every moment, every taste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath hitched as the warmth of his lips melded with hers, a stark contrast to the cool air of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was an undeniable intensity in the way he kissed her—a mixture of longing, possession, and a hunger that seemed insatiable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just a kiss; it was a claim, a silent declaration of how much he wanted her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind swirled with conflicting emotions, but her body betrayed her, responding instinctively to the passion he poured into that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand cupped her cheek gently, tilting her face upward to deepen the kiss, as though he couldn’t get enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt the weight of his desire, not just in his actions but in the way he moved closer, as if he were drawn to her like a moth to a flame.\u003C\u002Fp>",1112,"2026-06-09T06:18:43.919Z",1,"novelbin.me","0684b0d4c6a4ab8a2338dc3662afb2feaaa6814bcc95e555c7f41a3fbf782403","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-354","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-352",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]