[{"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-771":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},1832420,2438,"Chapter 771 Newbie","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-771",771,"\u003Cp>\"I’m sorry, Steve. I really am... but I don’t think I can go back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words hung heavy in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m with D now,\" she continued, glancing briefly at Ross, whose hand still rested calmly on her thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I’m happy with him. I didn’t expect this. I didn’t plan for it. But it happened, and I won’t lie to myself just to make someone else feel better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hesitated, her voice gentler now. \"Please... don’t stay here and torture yourself. Go back. Walk away before you hurt yourself even more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Steve didn’t move. He just stood there, frozen, his face unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, slowly, he took a long, deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest rose and fell as he swallowed whatever storm was building inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave a single nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t say a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No curses. No threats. No final plea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply turned around and walked out of the room—his footsteps echoing softly behind him, each one heavier than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that... he was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room remained silent for a few seconds longer, as if even the walls were processing what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Ross let out a low, satisfied hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well,\" he said with a grin, \"that went smoother than I expected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steve walked out of the house like a ghost. Cameras and reporters swarmed him, bombarding him with questions the moment he stepped outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Steve! What happened in there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did Heaven really choose Big D?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you leaving the show for good?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He barely registered their voices but he answered them as if nothing wrong was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, he just kept moving forward, eyes glazed, like he was walking in a trance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few shallow, rehearsed responses left his mouth, but he couldn’t remember what he said or even who he said it to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything felt distant—like someone else was speaking through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He got into his car and drove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The city lights passed in a blur. Red. Green. Yellow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t remember stopping at any lights. Didn’t remember turning onto his street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he knew was one moment he was on the road, and the next... he was home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood in his front hallway for a long time, staring at nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the weight of it all came crashing down on him like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his fists, shaking his head slowly, trying to make sense of the fog in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck,\" he hissed. \"What the hell just happened to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last thing he remembered clearly was standing in front of Heaven, pouring his heart out—fake or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered the words, her rejection, the way she looked at Ross, the way Ross touched her like she belonged to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered rage—pure, unfiltered rage—boiling in his veins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was supposed to lose it. He wanted to lose it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Heaven had chosen Ross, then he had sworn to himself he’d stay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d stay and make their lives miserable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d be the ghost in the walls, the unwelcome shadow in their bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would crash their private moments especially when they were fucking, taunt them, expose their weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would never let them have peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That had been his plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was so sure of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So how the hell was he here now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I didn’t leave,\" Steve whispered to himself. \"I wasn’t going to leave...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stumbled into the living room, collapsing onto the couch as panic began to rise in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did they make me leave? No... nobody touched me. I walked out on my own.\" His voice was shaking now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But why? I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up again, pacing, like a caged animal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind raced for answers, for anything that could explain what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did Ross do something to him? Did someone hypnotize him? Drug him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this some kind of sick joke orchestrated by the producers?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" he growled. \"That doesn’t make sense. I was in control. I had to be.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the longer he tried to convince himself, the more uncertain he became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts spiraled—memories warping, twisting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t even recall walking to his car. Had he blacked out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had something else taken over?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at his own reflection in the dark TV screen across the room. His face looked pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hollow. Almost unfamiliar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn’t me,\" he whispered again. \"I don’t just... give up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long silence filled the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, slowly, a terrifying thought crept into his mind, one he hadn’t dared to consider until now:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if someone—or something—forced him to leave?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Ross had more than charm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Ross wasn’t just some lucky guy with good looks and a smug attitude?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if there was something darker about him—something that could control people?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steve sat back down, his entire body trembling now. He’d gone in with a plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cruel, deliberate, perfect plan. And instead, he’d walked out like a sheep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against his will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, alone in his house, the silence was suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more he thought about it, the more the sense of unease grew inside him like a sickness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t sure what scared him more—that he had lost control...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or that someone else had taken it from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steve sat on the edge of his bed, still dazed and confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind was a chaotic storm of broken thoughts and unanswered questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to piece everything together, but nothing made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like his memory had gaps—big ones—and the more he tried to think, the more his head throbbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even notice the hulking figure that had silently appeared behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he sensed something was wrong, it was already too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"PAK!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy slap landed on the back of his head—loud, sharp, and powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision went white, and then everything faded to black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Steve woke up, his head was pounding and his limbs refused to move.\u003C\u002Fp>",1004,"2026-06-09T06:19:01.022Z",1,"novelbin.me","546c3046ac3984b018efc33b0fcc155eb7258057c5eb98aa13c6b1134ba16f43","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-772","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-770",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]