[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system":3,"chapter-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-174":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},560662,810,"Chapter 174: Bunny Moon and Morning Quarrel","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-174",174,"\u003Cp>Bunny Moon and Morning Quarrel\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What now?\" he muttered at the glowing screen, though the corner of his mouth betrayed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chat box flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Message received.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Then why are you still holding the phone so tightly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian stared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then typed back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because I’m deciding whether you’re a menace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A reply came instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Liar. You’re smiling.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was she seeing through him through a phone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Typing again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you want do some sex with me, I can come to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian nearly dropped the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ears burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat upright on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This woman has no shame...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet his pulse thundered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bianca!\" he hissed under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her next message came almost instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe. Goodnight, handsome husband.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian typed furiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who gave you permission to call me husband?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Future rights.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then one final line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unless you want me to come over.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian stared at the glowing screen for a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thumb hovered over the keyboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Type yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Type no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Type something dignified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the chat box showed she was typing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few seconds later, a photo came through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian opened it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And stopped breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca sat on a hotel bed in a bunny girl outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black satin clung to her voluptuous figure like temptation given form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cut framed the soft rise of her breasts, a teasing curve of cleavage half-veiled by moonlit shadow. Her long red hair spilled over bare shoulders. Silk stockings traced endless legs, emphasizing the graceful line of her thighs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that little mischievous pose—one knee bent, lips faintly parted, hips angled just enough to suggest far too much—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Absolutely dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the fluffy tail behind her made her look less like a woman and more like a trap designed by heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another message arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enjoy. And that gift... love.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian typed with trembling fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You intend to kill me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only slowly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian stared at the glowing screen for a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight bathed the room in silver silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pulse still hadn’t settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( How am I supposed to sleep after this? )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That woman had come pretending illness... used her sore shoulders as excuse... tormented him with those shameless sounds... stolen a kiss... then continued attacking through Hello Messenger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bunny outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At midnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sent like warfare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed helplessly under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s unbelievable...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worst of all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lay back slowly on the bed she had just occupied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her faint fragrance still lingered on the pillow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his face slightly into it before catching himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What am I doing...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( This woman is dangerous. )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another thought came, almost against his will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( ...But maybe I wouldn’t mind if she came back. )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He imagined a knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her red eyes laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her saying she came because he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His phone buzzed one last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A final message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sleep well, Julian.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled before reading the next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then beneath it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dream of my boobs if you miss me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian covered his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Impossible woman.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet his lips curved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other side, next room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca currently sat cross-legged on her bed after sending the photo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sent another teasing reminder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t be too shy to knock my door.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then set the phone aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart, unexpectedly, was racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had brought the bunny girl outfit to show him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That had been the whole wicked plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after putting it on... she had suddenly become embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She touched her warm cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What was I thinking sending that...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, she was a girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even she could not be too forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least not face to face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she could only send it via phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sending the photo, she occasionally glanced at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half hoping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half panicking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he would knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he would be reckless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hint of grievance flashed over her delicate face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She huffed and buried herself in the pillow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Idiot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then softer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Coward.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her smile gave away the affection hidden in the complaint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, when they went downstairs to the starlight tower for breakfast, Julian clearly had dark circles under his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked as though sleep had fought him all night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He yawned while lifting a glass of milk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca nearly laughed aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk tsk tsk, someone didn’t sleep well last night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian gave her a deadpan stare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some people commit crimes by message.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Julian like this, Bianca looked positively smug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serves you right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who told you not to understand my hints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t think of asking me for a shoulder rub next time,\" Julian snorted coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will, bleh bleh bleh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca stuck out her tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bickering drew amused glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An elderly waiter passing with tea smiled warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a lovely young couple.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian nearly choked on milk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re not—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca cut in instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And tipped the old waiter before Julian could protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You accepted that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You corrected him too late, husband.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian lowered his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop calling me that in public.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Make me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a strange suspended second, it did feel like they were a couple quarreling over breakfast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not merely allies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something softer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After breakfast, Bianca smiled and asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have to go to the branch office for some business. Are you going to wait for me here for a few days or...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>------------------------------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Authors Notes: Dear Readers, Thanks so much for joining me on this adventure! Your enthusiasm, feedback, and encouragement really keep me motivated to keep bringing *Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System* into existence. If you’re loving the Chapters, I’d love it if you supported my book with a Powerstone, review, or even a Golden Ticket—it helps me develop as a writer and lets more readers enjoy the story. I look forward to hearing your ideas and thoughts, so please don’t hesitate to share!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With love,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saturn_Virgo_777\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creator of Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>--------------------\u003C\u002Fp>",1031,"2026-05-30T15:14:55.253Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","9c9acc35beb78003d527a8f97471ea9e08e185eccee203ec02cf1b1d8a498fe6","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-175","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-173",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]