[{"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-705":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},1832304,2438,"Chapter 705 Board","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-705",705,"\u003Cp>By the time dessert arrived, Amanda realized the evening had flown by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quartet in the corner had shifted to a slower tune, soft jazz drifting through the air like smoke. Ross set down his glass and stood, extending his hand toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"May I have this dance?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amanda blinked. \"Here? There’s not even a dance floor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced around. \"Then we’ll make one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, she hesitated. But then her fingers slid into his, and he guided her to a small open space near their table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other guests barely looked up, too absorbed in their own lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world felt narrowed down to just the two of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dance was simple, slow. Ross’s hand rested at the small of her back, his other holding hers gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amanda followed his lead, uncertain at first but quickly finding rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His touch wasn’t demanding—it was warm, steady. Comforting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn’t what I expected,\" she said quietly, half to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good or bad?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked up into his eyes, then quickly looked away. \"I haven’t decided yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chuckled softly. \"That’s fair.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the song ended, they lingered for a moment before returning to the table, hearts beating a little faster, breaths a little shallower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of the evening passed in a kind of haze—comfortable, unhurried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when the check came, Ross paid without a second thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll take you home,\" he said, already on his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amanda opened her mouth to protest but stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was something about his presence tonight—gentle, nonintrusive—that made her want to say yes, if only just this once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car ride was quiet, the city lights casting golden patterns across the windshield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amanda leaned her head slightly against the window, her thoughts swirling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still couldn’t quite figure him out. Was this the real Ross Oakley?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or just another version he showed to women he wanted?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They pulled up in front of her building, and Ross stepped out to open the door for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked her to the front steps, the silence between them filled with things neither had yet dared to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well,\" she said, unsure of how to end the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross leaned in—not bold, not pushy—and kissed her gently on the cheek. It was a brief touch, but it sent a soft warmth through her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Goodnight, Amanda,\" he said with a small smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Goodnight,\" she replied, her voice quieter than she expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She watched him walk back to the car. He didn’t look back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amanda stood there for a long moment, one hand brushing against her cheek where he’d kissed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been a simple night. No grand declarations. No promises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, something inside her had shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned slowly and walked into her apartment, closing the door behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upstairs, as she slipped out of the red dress and into something soft and loose, Amanda caught her reflection in the mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips were curved in the faintest smile, and her eyes... they were still glowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lay in bed that night unable to sleep, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts circling one quiet truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross Oakley wasn’t at all what she expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that might be the most dangerous thing of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another week passed, and once again, Amanda received a message from Ross. A simple invitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No pressure. No assumptions. Just another friendly outing—like all the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at the screen for a full minute before responding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer came too quickly. Again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amanda groaned, tossing her phone on the bed as she sat down, clutching a pillow to her chest. \"I’m such an easy girl. I shouldn’t have done that,\" she whispered to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet... her heart fluttered at the thought of seeing him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This had become a pattern now. A rhythm of sorts. An unspoken agreement between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had started as a one-time dinner had turned into a full-blown routine—an emotional habit that was getting harder and harder to break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They saw each other at least once a week. Sometimes twice. Always casual. Always \"just friends.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it never felt casual to Amanda. Not anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There had been movie nights, where they shared popcorn and soft glances in the dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rooftop bars with glittering city lights and whispered jokes over cocktails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dance clubs where Ross would offer his hand and hold her close without a hint of impropriety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And dinners—so many dinners—where he would listen to her stories as if they were the most important thing in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not once had he crossed the line. Not once had he touched her inappropriately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was always respectful, always patient. That, more than anything, was what made it so confusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because now... she wanted him to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amanda had spent weeks trying to bury her feelings under excuses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s just admiration... it’s just loneliness... it’s just the thrill. But the truth had become harder to ignore with every passing day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was falling in love with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the powerful billionaire, not the tabloid icon, not the man with wives and fame and mystery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was falling for Ross. The man who knew how she liked her tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who remembered her birthday without a reminder. Who texted her silly memes at midnight just to make her laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man who looked at her like she was a secret he couldn’t wait to explore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was eating her alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had a boyfriend. He had multiple wives. Yet here they were, orbiting each other like two stars waiting to collide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It all came to a head on a cool Friday evening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had just finished a casual dinner at a quiet little spot Ross had discovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked along the cobbled sidewalk, passing quiet cafés and glowing streetlamps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amanda could barely hear what Ross was saying anymore. Her mind was too loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without thinking, she stopped walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross noticed immediately. \"Amanda?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you like me, Ross?\" she asked, voice tight. Her heart pounded so loud it echoed in her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>",1005,"2026-06-09T06:18:59.061Z",1,"novelbin.me","a4c8b324e3a7634a01e88ad0e4a64046bda82eefed676f2217fc83e23234f37d","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-706","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-704",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]