[{"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-694":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},1831993,2438,"Chapter 694: 694 Dragon","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-694",694,"\u003Cp>Chapter 694: Chapter 694 Dragon\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour later, dinner had ended. Or more accurately, Ross had finished eating—and he had eaten like a man who had been denied for too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t just eat the meal; he consumed it with intensity, savoring every bite as though it were his last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was something carnal in the way he chewed, the way he held his fork like it was an extension of his will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane, who had been too tense to eat at first, found herself unconsciously nibbling from her plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching him—how present he was in everything he did—made it impossible not to respond in some way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unsettling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross ate like he lived: unapologetically, confidently, and always in control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as she observed him across the flickering candlelight, Jane’s carefully constructed judgments started to shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t attractive in the conventional sense—no sharp jawline, no charming smile that could melt a woman’s defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had presence. An undeniable, almost suffocating kind of presence that filled the room without him needing to say a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His suit clung to broad shoulders and a thick chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved with the solid grace of someone who knew how to throw a punch and win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice, his mannerisms, his posture—it all told a story of a man who’d taken things in life by force, not by favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s dangerous, she thought. And men like him always get what they want.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the final course had been cleared away and the wine was nearly gone, Ross set down his glass and looked at her with full attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no more small talk. No more pretending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m full now,” he said, voice smooth and deep, tinged with something darker. “And it’s time to digest all the food I’ve eaten.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up, slow and deliberate, like a king rising from his throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he walked around the table to her side and extended his hand—not gently, not forcefully, but with the unspoken expectation that she would take it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come, Jane,” he said. “It’s time to make you mine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words settled over her like a net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart beat faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every logical thought in her mind screamed at her to run, to slap him and storm out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her body… her body was caught in the strange stillness of inevitability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lifted her eyes to meet his, and in that moment, she saw no cruelty—just certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross wasn’t begging. He wasn’t pleading or bargaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew what was about to happen. He had known the moment she answered his call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And maybe, deep down, she had too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, she placed her hand in his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He helped her up from the chair, his grip warm and solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The touch sent a strange shiver through her, one that had nothing to do with cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, he turned and led her through the suite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hallway to the bedroom was wide and dimly lit, lined with thick carpeting that muffled their footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only sounds were the low hum of the city outside and the quiet rhythm of their breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every step, Jane felt the weight of what she was walking toward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t just about to sleep with a man she despised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was crossing a threshold that would change everything—her pride, her loyalty, her self-worth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t about pleasure. This was survival dressed in silk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of the hallway stood a dark wooden door, slightly ajar. Ross stopped just before it, turning to glance at her over his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Inside this room,” he said softly, “miracles can happen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said nothing, but her fingers tightened slightly around his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door creaked open with a faint push, revealing a bedroom bathed in warm golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was heavy with the scent of cologne and something else—something deeper, more intimate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king-sized bed dominated the center of the room, covered in rich, dark sheets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small fireplace flickered to life on the far wall, casting shadows that danced across the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross stepped inside first and turned to face her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood in the doorway, caught between two worlds: the one where she still clung to dignity… and the one where she would surrender it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held out his hand again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jane,” he said, his voice lower now, softer. “Come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at him for several long seconds, her body trembling—not from fear, but from the gravity of it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the door shut behind her with a quiet click that felt louder than thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just want to make one thing clear,” Jane began, her voice trembling beneath a thin layer of determination. “After I do this, you should—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her words were swallowed whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross moved with sudden purpose, closing the space between them in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips crashed onto hers, silencing everything—her doubts, her warning, her pride. His kiss wasn’t gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a claim, a statement, a firestorm that swept through her senses like a violent wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm-mmph…!” Jane’s muffled protest barely escaped her mouth as she struggled against him, her hands pressing firmly into his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ross didn’t back off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His large arms wrapped around her tightly, his strength undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could feel the muscles under his suit flex as he lifted her clean off the ground without effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No—Ross—wait…” she gasped when she could catch a breath, but her voice was weak against the intensity of his momentum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t give her the space to finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was already in his arms, cradled like a delicate thing—a possession—and before she could protest again, he laid her down on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mattress dipped beneath her weight, and Ross hovered over her like a shadow she couldn’t escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mouth found hers again before she could speak, before she could even think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kiss this time was slower, but deeper. Like he had time to savor it now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like he was tasting victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane struggled beneath him, her legs shifting, her hands attempting to push his chest away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was immovable—like stone.\u003C\u002Fp>",1019,"2026-06-09T06:18:58.540Z",1,"novelbin.me","38fecc22231205a871a3da11f49960ee2920f50e68a9374aa3420098c554bce5","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-695","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-693",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]