[{"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-254":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},1305422,1733,"Chapter 254: Of course it was from him","interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-254",254,"\u003Cp>He would never refuse Rory’s soothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rory, I want you to help me. Let’s go to my room now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Paros finished speaking, he turned quickly and led her away, as if afraid that even a second’s delay might make her change her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after watching Rory enter Paros’s room did Nix and the others finally head back to their own rooms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upstairs, Vincent waited for her return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Paros’s room, Rory glanced around the space and couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon clan was truly wealthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was fitted with numerous spatial stones, and its layout was almost identical to Paros’s private chamber in the Dragon Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paros was already seated on the bed, prepared, yet when he saw Rory still standing there, he couldn’t help but urge her softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted her closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closer still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m coming.\" Rory walked over and sat at the edge of the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she sat down, Paros shifted, leaning back against the headboard. His legs transformed into a long dragon tail, which gently coiled around her waist, drawing her into his embrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister, lean against my tail. You’ll be closer to me... and more comfortable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been too far just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This way felt better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smooth, cool scales pressed against her through the thin layer of fabric, holding her securely, leaving no space between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a tentative quality to his movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now and then, the edge of a scale brushed lightly against her waist, almost like a silent plea for closeness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister... isn’t this more comfortable?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory placed a hand against the tail that kept nudging at her waist, stopping it. With her other hand, her fingertips rested gently against his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice carried a quiet warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Behave. Or I won’t help you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Paros stilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only his dark dragon eyes remained fixed on her, filled with a faint, aggrieved softness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory said nothing more and began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The newly formed mental barrier within him had grown much stronger over these past days of soothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the fine web of cracks across it remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory suspected that only when the new barrier fully stabilized would those fractures gradually mend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when they did, Paros would likely return to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, the soothing was complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory withdrew her hand and was just about to stand when the dragon tail around her waist suddenly tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caught off guard, her back was pulled flush against Paros’s burning chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Paros, what are you doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory turned her head, her voice edged with irritation as she looked at the culprit behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice came from behind her, low and muffled, thick with an overwhelming sense of grievance—like a scolded puppy that didn’t dare argue, yet couldn’t bear to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I’m not trying to do anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke softly, almost defensively, his arms tightening around her just a little more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just... just wanted to hold you a bit longer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice dropped, every word laced with cautious pleading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister, just let me hold you for a moment. I promise—just a moment. Okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the fragile note in his voice, Rory’s body stiffened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reason told her she should push him away immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, Paros sensed her silence. His voice dipped further, tinged with a faint, choked plea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister... just let me hold you once, alright? I promise I’ll behave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-dominant ruler of the dragon clan—when had he ever begged anyone like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory turned her head, meeting his dark, reddened eyes. She tried to find even a trace of the man he used to be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in those beautiful black eyes, there was nothing left of the proud, aloof figure who once looked down on the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were filled instead with fragile longing, cautious dependence, and a deep, unmistakable fear of being pushed away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He buried his face deeper into the curve of her neck, like a young creature seeking shelter. His voice carried a thick nasal edge, as if he were on the verge of tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister... I know... I know I’m nothing right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vincent was right. I don’t have the right to draw lots with them. I don’t have the right... to stay by your side.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice grew quieter, each word dragged out from somewhere deep inside him, heavy with bitterness and self-reproach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s so much I can’t remember anymore... I only know that I can’t be without you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I can’t see you, it feels like something’s been torn out of my chest. It’s cold... and it hurts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, his arms tightened further around her, as if trying to press her into himself, to fill that hollow emptiness and quiet the fear gnawing at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon tail around her waist, no longer calm, began to coil restlessly, its cool scales brushing through the fabric—an unspoken reflection of his unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister, I’m not trying to do anything, really...\" Paros said hoarsely, almost urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m just... jealous of them. Jealous that they can stand by your side openly, that they get a chance to be with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And me... I can only watch from a distance, like an outsider.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister... I’m scared. I’m really scared... that one day, you won’t want me anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing Paros’s soothing, Rory returned to her room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she pushed the door open, she froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the bed, Vincent reclined lazily on his side, one hand propping up his head. His posture was relaxed... almost dangerously alluring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn’t the pose that stunned her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was what he was wearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black silk robe—if it could even be called that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fabric was so light and sheer it barely concealed anything, clinging and shifting with his movements, faintly outlining the firm, smooth lines of his body beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deep V neckline fell open almost to his abdomen, exposing a broad stretch of toned chest and sharply defined collarbones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the hem... It was scandalously short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His long, straight legs were completely uncovered, stretching out into the open air without the slightest restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory blinked, once... twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, she genuinely wondered if she had exhausted her mental energy and was now hallucinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This... this felt suspiciously similar to Yuel’s style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a steadying breath, walked closer, and pointed at the outrageously revealing robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vincent... where did you even get this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meeting her stunned gaze, the confidence and anticipation in Vincent’s eyes flickered, replaced by a hint of awkwardness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cleared his throat and straightened slightly, trying to appear composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... got it from Yuel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory’s lips twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was one thing for Jasper, Nix, and Xarion to start picking up habits from Yuel...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now even Vincent had joined in?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her silent reaction, the tips of Vincent’s ears turned faintly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is new,\" he added quickly. \"Yuel hasn’t worn it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuel was busy taking care of the child now and had no use for these things, so Vincent had gone to him and asked for a couple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory looked at Vincent, whose composure was rapidly slipping, and imagined the scene of him going to Yuel to ask for such clothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t hold it in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft laugh escaped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent, who usually indulged in a more refined kind of allure—structured uniforms, restrained elegance—had never touched anything like this before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was, at heart, far too straightforward for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that he had gone out of his way to get something like this...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It must have taken real effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her laugh, Vincent’s composure finally cracked. The flush spread from his ears down to his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked, a little irritated and embarrassed, \"What are you laughing at? Does it not look good?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had gone through all this trouble just to please her, even setting aside his pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It looks good, it looks good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he was getting flustered, Rory waved her hand quickly and sat down beside him, leaning in to study him more closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice softened as she coaxed, \"Don’t be upset. I’m just... touched.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I really didn’t expect someone as proud and composed as you to go this far for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, her finger lightly tapped the exposed skin of his chest, the warmth and firmness unmistakable beneath her touch.\u003C\u002Fp>",1396,"2026-06-05T18:17:47.496Z",1,"novelbin.me","df2820e66fa1e8b5483409bf14fc295afd2e765622eebfa133ff1cc86ae0cf8c","interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-92","interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-91",315,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Finterstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-cover.jpg"]