[{"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-467":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},1831816,2438,"Chapter 467 - 467 Rabbit","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-467",467,"\u003Cp>\"Look! Is that who I think it is?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes! That's the billionaire Ross Oakley!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The goat of basketball!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why is he at our university?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beats me, but I guess we'll find out soon enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whispers spread like wildfire as students turned their heads, eyes widening in recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross Oakley, the billionaire, the internet sensation, the man whose every move dominated headlines—was walking through their campus as if he belonged there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No entourage, no bodyguards. Just him. Yet even alone, he commanded attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in nothing more than a fitted shirt and well-worn jeans, Ross still managed to outshine everyone around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't the clothes that made him stand out but the way he wore them—the effortless confidence, the undeniable presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step he took was measured, deliberate, exuding an aura of control that sent an unspoken message: he was a man to be reckoned with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved like a lion among sheep, and everyone could feel it. Tall, broad-shouldered, and built like a warrior, Ross possessed a physique that radiated raw power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer force of his presence made those nearby instinctively shrink back, parting to give him space without even realizing they were doing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't just his looks or his wealth—it was something deeper, something primal. A man like Ross didn't need to announce his dominance; it was felt, like the weight of an approaching storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some students stared in awe, others with envy. A few brave ones considered approaching him, only to falter under his piercing gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't just rich, wasn't just famous—he was something more. Something superior. And whether they liked it or not, they all felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross didn't have to walk far. He cut through the parking lot, his confident strides drawing attention even before he reached the school lobby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whispers followed in his wake, but he ignored them, his focus locked onto one person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There she was—his target—seated near the entrance, waiting for someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately for her, that someone had run into an unexpected delay, giving Ross the perfect opportunity for an introduction. He had no intention of wasting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stopping directly in front of her, he didn't bother with pleasantries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he spoke with the same directness that had made him a billionaire before most people even figured out what to do with their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I like you,\" Ross said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young woman turned her head, caught off guard by both the words and the man who had spoken them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a split second, surprise flickered across her face, but she quickly masked it with composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was absolutely stunning—eighteen years old, with long, straight, light-brown hair that cascaded past her shoulders in soft, natural waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skin was smooth and light-toned, glowing under the school's artificial lighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Delicate yet striking, her features held a youthful charm that could steal the breath of any man who laid eyes on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her outfit was effortlessly stylish. A cropped, light pinkish-peach t-shirt clung to her frame, the phrase YOLO printed in a bold, stylized purple font across the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The relaxed fit gave her an air of casual confidence, exposing just enough of her toned midriff to be enticing without trying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paired with it were high-waisted, light-wash denim shorts, frayed at the hem in a trendy style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They accentuated her long, slender legs, which she stretched out with the ease of someone who knew exactly how good she looked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no denying it—she was eye candy, the kind of girl who could make heads turn without even trying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now, every pair of eyes in the lobby was glued to them, eager to see what would happen next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, she simply studied him. Ross Oakley. Billionaire. Internet sensation. The man whose name dominated headlines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, she recognized him. Everyone did. His face was plastered everywhere—news articles, social media, magazine covers. Only someone living in total isolation wouldn't know who he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead of fawning over him like most girls would, she merely offered a polite, fleeting smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you,\" she said lightly. Then, as if he were nothing more than a passing stranger, she turned her gaze straight ahead, feigning indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross arched a brow. Oh? So she was going to play it that way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could see it—the way her fingers curled slightly on her lap, the way her shoulders tensed just enough to betray that she wasn't as unaffected as she wanted to appear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was aware of him, more than aware, and yet she was pretending otherwise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amused, Ross smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't the type to be ignored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you think ignoring me will make me go away, you're making a big mistake. It only makes me want you more,\" Ross said smoothly as he slid onto the bench beside her, completely at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young woman didn't react at first. No sharp intake of breath, no widening of her eyes—just an almost imperceptible tightening of her jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had likely dealt with men like him before—arrogant, confident, used to getting whatever they wanted. But Ross Oakley wasn't just any man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sigh of feigned indifference, she reached for her handbag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not if I do this. Watch me,\" she said lightly, rising to her feet in one graceful motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a simple act—getting up, walking away—but there was an elegance in the way she moved, a quiet defiance in her posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no intention of entertaining Ross any longer. She wasn't flustered, wasn't nervous. If anything, she seemed utterly unimpressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she had barely straightened up when Ross spoke again, his voice calm yet carrying a weight that made the air between them feel heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you do that, you might not hear from or see your boyfriend again. So think very, very carefully.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't raise his voice, didn't change his tone. And yet, his words landed like a thunderclap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect was immediate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her delicate fingers, still curled around the strap of her handbag, froze in place. Her posture stiffened just enough to betray her momentary shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, slowly, she turned her head toward him, her expression shifting—shock, then anger, a flicker of uncertainty, before she finally forced herself to regain control.\u003C\u002Fp>",1034,"2026-06-09T06:18:43.919Z",1,"novelbin.me","1208eb0d435b576d89e42c23388fe5d3a5175eb7b72e8c9838298bb50ec51ae5","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-468","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-466",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]