Villain Ch 1625. One Emperor Seven Mad Demonesses [Part 1]
Bella was last.
And she didn't rush.
She simply climbed up on the table, silent as death, and crawled over him until she was curled up right on his chest like a fox lounging on her favorite pillow.
Then she looked up at him with those glowing eyes.
"I don't want the throne," she whispered. "I want you."
Allen exhaled—slow, steady.
His hand raised. Fingers ran down Bella's spine, then across Shea's thigh, over Zoe's arm, and brushed Alice's lips.
"You're all insane," he murmured.
They smiled.
"So are you," Larissa said behind him. She was the last to climb up.
And she didn't touch him at first.
She stood close—too close.
Then, with deliberate slowness, she reached out and gripped his jaw, tilting his face up to hers—not gently, not harshly, but with absolute control.
Everyone stilled.
Allen looked at her, gaze unreadable, caught between amusement and something darker.
