[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining":3,"chapter-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-137":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)",{"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},1854975,2462,"Chapter 137: A moment","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-137",137,"\u003Cp>Chapter 137 - Estela POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I walk forward with purposeful strides, the click of my heels sharp against the casino floor. Without hesitation, I wrap my arm around Daphne’s bicep and pull her ever-so-gently—but firmly—a step back from Miss Barbie in red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blonde stumbles slightly, clearly not expecting the move. I give her a smile that doesn’t reach my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ohhhh, lady, you—\" she begins, all feigned offense and saccharine protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Allow me to introduce my beloved, Estela,\" Daphne says smoothly, cutting her off with a voice that could stop traffic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beloved?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I try not to show my reaction, but inside, I feel like I want to do a stupid little dance or stick out my tongue at the Barbie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The table of old men lets out a chorus of laughter—rough, amused, like bark cracking in their throats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ho ho ho!\" one of them wheezes. \"So that explains it. There was a reason none of the ones we sent your way caught your eye. You clearly have a type.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of them chuckle as if it’s the most hilarious thing they’ve heard all night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honestly,\" another one says, giving me an appraising look, \"looking at her, it’s understandable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reaches out a hand, like he’s about to touch me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he gets the chance, Daphne grabs his wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Effortless. Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smile falters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She releases him, and he brings the hand back down slowly, flexing his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s trying not to show it, but I saw the subtle shake. She used force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" Daphne says, voice like ice wrapped in velvet, \"and I would appreciate it if you would stop with the gifts and women you send my way. My girlfriend’s not open to sharing. And frankly, neither am I.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere tightens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Should you expose your weakness this way?\" one of the men—the one sitting in the center, sharp-suited and sharper-eyed—asks. I assume he’s the leader we came here to meet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne doesn’t flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe,\" she says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But anyone who steps on a lion’s tail should be ready to face the consequences.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A nervous chuckle follows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need to worry about me. We’re in a partnership, after all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne offers a tight smile. \"Then let’s keep it respectful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slides her arm around my waist, anchoring me against her side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Excuse us,\" she says, turning toward the exit. \"We’ll continue our conversation tomorrow. As you can see, I have prior plans.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one stops us. They just watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I follow Daphne out of the casino, heart thundering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beloved, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second we’re inside the suite, the door slams shut behind us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne turns, eyes locked onto mine, and crosses the space between us in three fast strides. Her hand cups my face, and then her mouth crashes onto mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s heat and possession and the echo of every unsaid thing between us. She kisses me like she’s branding me with her name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands slide down to my hips, tugging me closer, until there isn’t a breath of space between us. I barely register her suit jacket falling to the floor, or how she pulls me backward with her toward the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s serious serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands find the zipper of my dress with terrifying efficiency. It pools at my feet, leaving me in nothing but lingerie and adrenaline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I open my mouth to say something—anything—but she kisses me again, harder this time, and all my thoughts evaporate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve never been wanted like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands roam down my back, and her mouth moves to my neck. My legs weaken, and I have to hold onto her shoulder to stay upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hovers above me for a moment, breathing hard, her eyes burning into mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re so beautiful,\" she says, voice low and reverent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she means it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I see it in the way her gaze lingers on me like I’m something rare and precious. Like I’m more than scars or instinct or muscle memory. Like I’m not a weapon, or a survivor, or someone born from tragedy. Or this object of lust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just... beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My breath catches. Because I know I’m conventionally attractive. I know what people see when I walk into a room. But this—her eyes, her voice, the reverence in both—this is different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was given too much in the chest department, and my thighs have always been a sore point. No matter how hard I work out, the softness clings to me. I guess it’s always been a source of insecurity for me. I guess Daphne doesn’t mind at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My thoughts scatter completely when she pushes me back down to the bed, her mouth pressing a trail of heat across my collarbone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s not just kissing now—she’s biting, nibbling. Leaving faint, searing traces of herself in every graze of her teeth. Her breath is hot against my skin. I can barely think. Barely breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sits up just enough to unbuckle the clasp of the tiny lace bra I’d put on mostly to survive the black dress Julie insisted I wear. It slips away like silk, useless and forgotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne doesn’t even pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes go wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know,\" she murmurs, almost in awe as she leans in again, brushing her lips just under my collarbone, \"since I saw you dancing, I’ve had one thought and one thought only.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I manage to whisper, \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pulls back, staring not at my face, but considerably lower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So pretty, so soft and mine,\" she says—to my chest. Not me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you talking to me, or to them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" she says solemnly. And then, still talking to my breasts,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stares, entranced, and then reaches out as if touching something sacred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You two are unbelievable. Absolute works of art. I’ve seen sculptures less breathtaking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She says this while holding one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with theatrical reverence, she lifts her other hand to the second like she’s weighing a golden treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Like wow, look at this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Should I give you two some time together?\" I ask, half amused, half insulted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It would be greatly appreciated,\" she replies without hesitation—without even looking at me. The audacity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smack her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m right here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, and I appreciate your presence,\" she murmurs, finally glancing up to flash me a grin before dropping a kiss on the top of one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But we were having a moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1070,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.584Z",1,"novelbin.me","7e889a687ee29685231f46db1e04676298009ed15440c0714414a504575f34fa","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-138","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-136",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]