The supporting character's harem is very normal - Chapter 397 Male Protagonist - Dorack

They were together out of a deal, but the relationship between them is extremely real.She was forced into a deal where she would pretend to be his new wife, and her parents would receive a large sum of money from him. He is a well-known CEO locally. Many women regard him as the object of their secret crush. After she became his wife, she suffered many jealousy traps of those women, but he helped her resolve them one by one. Slowly, she started to fall in love with him. Becoming his wife is no longer&n

A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.

Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Yuriel held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it–The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.

“M-Master, stop, Raph, sa, save…ah, mm…!”
“That’s why.. I told you.. to wait.. till I returned.”

But the Raphlet that appeared in her dreams showed nothing but passion and lust.

Prophetic dreams.
The ability that was like a stigma drove Yuriel towards an unknown future.

All I want is to be next to you.

Warning : This is harem novel... but the romance part will start from 63 chapter. So read upto that before dropping the book.

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“Who said i want to kill you...? work as a manager at my brothel”

With that one sentence my life took a complete U turn.

Hai, my name is Mohan Das and....

I'm just an ordinary student of city collage in Mumbai. Due to unexpected circumstances I became a manager at brothel house to deal with the foreign customers. But the day i visited my parents burial site, A mountain goat spirit entered inside my body from a hidden family heirloom and on the same day the lady from the hidden family offered me hundred billion to protect her baby.

Oh, you are asking me what did I achieve with that hundred billion.... haha, I ruled the under world, married a girl from hidden family. Collected all Hidden family heirlooms except one.

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My brother* and I, from elementary school to university, had grown up together. We didn’t just get into the same degree, we’re also sharing the same dormitory room.