[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow":3,"chapter-interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-241":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Interstellar Beast World: All My Husbands Are Powerful and Rich!",{"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},1305377,1733,"Chapter 241: Yuel’s influence","interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-241",241,"\u003Cp>Vincent’s wings moved slowly, each motion scattering fragments of molten light like drifting gold and embers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson sparks trailed through the air around him, blooming and fading with every breath he took.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His long hair lifted in the heat, his fire-lit eyes steady—deep, intent, filled with something that burned far hotter than flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory found herself staring, spellbound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a fleeting moment, it felt as though she were watching a firebird’s life unfold—from the fragile struggle of a hatchling breaking free of its shell, to its first unsteady wingbeats... to its final, breathtaking ascent into the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Vincent stopped in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wings folded inward, enclosing her completely within their radiant embrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outside world vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bent slightly, his breath warm against her ear, sending a fine tremor through her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rory...\" His voice was rougher now, lower, threaded with heat. \"There’s fire in your eyes... it’s my color.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warmth drew closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could see the delicate shadows his lashes cast beneath the glowing light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, Rory closed her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the kiss she expected never came. Instead, a soft, warm touch settled gently against her forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His forehead rested against hers. Their breaths mingled, close enough to blur into one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was more intimate than a kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent’s hand rose, fingers warm as embers as they brushed along her collarbone through the thin fabric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His touch was roughened by calluses, and everywhere he traced, it was as if sparks ignited, spreading in quiet, relentless flames through her entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze held her, deep and unyielding, as though he could see past flesh and bone—straight into her soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rory... your heartbeat...\" His voice softened, stretched into something slow and consuming. \"...it’s unsteady.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those were her words—the ones she had once used to tease him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, he was returning them, deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was doing it on purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and bit down on his earlobe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My heartbeat is unsteady because of you,\" she murmured. \"Take responsibility.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment her words fell, his wings closed completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light and sound were sealed away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world reduced to heat, breath, and him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips descended—not to her mouth, but to the place where his fingers had lingered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kiss burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It spread like fire through her veins, flooding her body in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind went blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like cold iron cast into a furnace, everything she held—hesitation, restraint, even shyness—melted away, leaving only something soft, molten, and unbearably alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couldn’t think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could only feel—heat, endless and consuming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if she had dissolved into him—into a sea of molten flame bearing his name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They burned together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moved together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wings became her shelter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath, her air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heartbeat, the only rhythm left in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time lost all meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, from the depths of that molten abyss, something lifted her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the nest, the scattered light of fire and gold surged brighter, as if it might break through even the sealed wings themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morning came quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory woke to a faint, ticklish sensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes opened slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blazing nest of the night before was gone, replaced by soft, flame-colored drapes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath her lay a plush bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shifted slightly—and immediately felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every inch of her body was soft, heavy, still tingling with the memory of heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent was already awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Propped on one arm, he lay beside her, watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morning light filtered through the curtains, softening the sharp lines of his features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those usually calm, perceptive eyes now held a warmth deep enough to drown in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rory... you’re awake?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was low, husky with sleep—like aged wine, rich and intoxicating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory looked at him, and in an instant, memories of the night before flooded back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face heated. She shifted—and without warning, bit down on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent let out a soft, exaggerated sound, as if it actually hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rory... why bite me first thing in the morning?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes shimmered, full of feigned grievance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was I not good enough last night? Did you not like it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned closer, inch by inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But last night, you clearly said you liked it... you even said you liked me—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop.\" Rory clapped a hand over his mouth, glaring at him, flustered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those words were not meant to be repeated out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent blinked innocently, immediately falling silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew she would come after him this morning—after everything he had coaxed her into saying the night before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, he also knew she hadn’t truly disliked it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory shot him another glare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I never realized you could be this shameless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those words—he’d said them far too easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent smiled, pulling her into his arms, his teeth grazing lightly against her earlobe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You wrong me, Rory. I’m very proper, usually.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His warm breath brushed against her ear—and half her body softened instantly, betraying her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent seemed deeply satisfied with her reaction. The smile at his lips deepened as he pulled back slightly, studying her with intent focus. In those crimson, fire-lit eyes was nothing but sincerity—intense and unwavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really,\" he said softly, \"it’s just... when I’m with you, Rory, all my restraint and composure fall apart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze lingered on her, voice dropping lower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I lose control without even realizing it...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was completely unfair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was supposed to be explaining himself—but it sounded more like a confession wrapped in tenderness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory didn’t buy a word of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reached out and poked his firm chest with a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, please. You say those things way too easily.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She deliberately put on a stern expression and narrowed her eyes at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me—where did you even learn to talk like that? Don’t tell me Yuel taught you too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had every reason to suspect it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Nix and Xarion had both been \"corrupted\" under Yuel’s influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Jasper hadn’t escaped unscathed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent let out a low laugh, the vibration of it traveling clearly beneath her fingertips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time, you’ve really wronged Yuel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve spent most of my life in the military—surrounded by men with far too much energy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused briefly, as if choosing his words, before deciding honesty was simplest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some things... you don’t need to learn deliberately. You hear them often enough, and they stick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze grew heated again, hooking onto her without letting go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But before, they were just words. I never had any reason to say them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice dropped further, turning soft, rough, and slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not until I met you... and realized those words could take on shape... and warmth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers brushed lightly over her lips, the faint roughness of his touch sending a subtle current through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you’re really upset, Rory... then punish me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile curved at the corner of his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No matter what you do to me, I won’t resist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Punish you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory removed his hand from her waist with a skeptical look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think you’d enjoy that way too much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single one of them is completely hopeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way she was falling for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that they were bonded, Vincent seemed to have unlocked something entirely new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she pushed his hand away, he simply slid closer again, relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then think of it as a reward,\" he murmured, voice low and coaxing.\u003C\u002Fp>",1240,"2026-06-05T18:17:47.496Z",1,"novelbin.me","1e09496109058c6bf995288550b5306ae03782afb6f6886775bcd8656809253e","interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-242","interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-59",315,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Finterstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-cover.jpg"]