[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se":3,"chapter-villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-chapter-1826":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives",{"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},663045,893,"Chapter 1820: Leaked","villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-chapter-1826",1826,"\u003Cp>Villain Ch 1820. Leaked\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen smirked. \"I’ll make you head of meme propaganda.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Deal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jordan finished his coffee and stood up. \"I’ll draft your schedule tonight,\" he said to Allen. \"Enjoy the villa first. You’ll need it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen nodded. \"Got it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jordan turned to leave. \"And Emma—less memes. More homework.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saluted. \"Aye, captain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door closed behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen leaned back, exhaling slowly. The moment lingered. Quiet, but warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma nudged his elbow. \"You nervous?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe a little,\" he admitted. \"It’s not... the kind of fight I’m used to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at him. \"But it’s still a fight. Just... with suits and spreadsheets instead of swords and status effects.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen chuckled. \"That sounds worse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma laughed. \"You’ll be fine. You’re still you. Even in a boardroom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought about that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in a suit, even in a company meeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still Allen Goldborne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And maybe... just maybe, that was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked over at Emma again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You really posted that blanket photo?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grinned, wide and smug. \"No comment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen narrowed his eyes. \"You do realize that’s borderline treason, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Against who? The Emperor of Shut-In Blankets?\" she teased, propping her chin on her hand. \"Relax. It wasn’t even the full photo. I cropped out the legs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That doesn’t make it better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stuck out her tongue. \"You’ll never catch me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen reached out, fingers poised to pinch her cheeks into fluffy dumplings—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—but his phone buzzed violently on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused mid-lunge. The vibration came again, more urgent this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen frowned. He grabbed the phone and glanced at the caller ID.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gerry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weird. They didn’t have any plans today. Gym was scheduled tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why the hell was he calling now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma leaned over dramatically, eyes peeking. \"Oooooh. Is that that gym freak?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen waved her off. \"Shut it.\" Then swiped to answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yo, what’s up?\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Gerry’s voice blasted through the speaker before he could even finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Check your messages. NOW. Dude—it’s important!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen blinked. \"What? What happened—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t have time to explain! Just check it! I’m freaking the hell out—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, okay, chill—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen stared at the blank screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell was that about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma raised an eyebrow. \"So... intense much?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen didn’t answer. His gut was already twisting into knots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thumbed back to the message app.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One unread message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Gerry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gerry: Dude, you need to check this! I just got this from a friend!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Attached:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[VIDEO]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No caption. No context.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a vague, pixelated thumbnail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen’s instincts screamed at him. This wasn’t some dumb meme. The file name was a random string—encrypted probably—and yet it passed his virus scan like clean water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The video buffered for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then played.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And instantly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bottom dropped out of his stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That video.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THAT damn video.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The threesome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ex-girlfriend Sophia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Darren and Liam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ex-teammates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen’s body stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His jaw clenched so hard it ached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just the video that made him freeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was how real it looked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even knowing it was consensual, even knowing it was all roleplay, the video didn’t feel like a kink tape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like abuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like they were hurting her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lighting was harsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The camera didn’t shake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was intentional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the audio—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The begging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slapping sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was supposed to be deleted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darren and Liam had \"taken care of it\".\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophia had gone to jail... and this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet here it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spreading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even realize how pale he’d gone until he heard Emma’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Allen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you watching?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen didn’t say a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma peeked around the table, curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"OH MY GOD—WHY ARE YOU WATCHING P*RN?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice exploded through the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen flinched. \"I—WHAT—Emma—no—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She snatched the phone before he could pull it back. \"Wait, wait, I—oh my god. What is this? Why are they—why is she—IS THAT A FREAKING CHOKER—?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen stood up. \"Emma, STOP. Give it back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held it high, shrieking. \"What kind of sick VR mod is this?! That looks TOO REAL—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because it IS real! I mean—ugh—just—can you not broadcast it to the entire house?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma backed up, still staring at the phone in horror. \"You watch this?! You?! The emotionless tower of salt and brooding energy—YOU watch this kind of stuff?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen groaned and dragged a hand down his face. \"It’s not what you think.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma paused. The panic turned slowly into something more cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She squinted at him. \"Wait... you’re serious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen looked away. His voice dropped. \"That’s... Sophia.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma blinked. \"Wait—Sophia? That Sophia?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The ex,\" Allen muttered. \"Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And those are...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Darren and Liam.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma’s jaw dropped open. \"Your old teammates? Wait—wait wait wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She backed into a chair and slumped down. \"Okay. I’m going to need tea. Strong tea. Like hellfire-level caffeine tea.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen collapsed into his chair again. \"Gerry just sent that. Said he got it from a friend. Which means it’s already out there. Which means someone leaked it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma’s voice was soft now. \"I thought that whole thing got erased. You told me last time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It did,\" Allen said bitterly. \"Or it was supposed to. The blackmail got handled. But if this surfaced...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell is she doing out of jail?\" Allen growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma’s expression twisted. \"You think she leaked it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or someone she gave it to. Maybe she had a backup. I don’t know.\" Allen’s voice was tight, jaw set. \"But this? This is a bomb.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned back in his chair, phone still in hand, screen gone dark now—but the images were burned into his memory like acid on silk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma leaned forward again, arms folded on the table. \"But... it’s not your problem anymore. Right? I mean, let them fight each other. Tear each other apart. Darren. Liam. Sophia. They’re all toxic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen didn’t answer at first. His eyes were distant, still processing everything, calculating risk like a strategist looking at a battle map.\u003C\u002Fp>",1016,"2026-06-02T07:44:42.326Z",1,"novelbin.me","0e0f3dd5ac5511a7986085946a97df6aa6578725de00763f5122b36db091ad82","villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-chapter-1827","villain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-chapter-1825",2048,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-mmorpg-almighty-devil-emperor-and-his-se-cover.jpg"]