Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives-Chapter 1023: Hectic Morning [Part 2]

Villain Ch 1023. Hectic Morning [Part 2]

"Well, it worked, didn't it?" Emma retorted, a small smirk finally breaking through her otherwise serious expression. "You're awake now, aren't you?"

Allen shook his head, a reluctant smile tugging at the corners of his lips despite himself. Leave it to Emma to find the most dramatic way to get his attention. "Yeah, I'm awake now, thanks to you," he said, his tone half-amused, half-annoyed. "But seriously, you need to find better ways to wake people up."

Emma peeked inside the room, her eyes widening slightly at the sight before her. The girls were only wearing night robes, their hair tousled from sleep, and the room was a mess—clothes scattered everywhere, blankets twisted and half-hanging off the bed. It was pretty obvious that Allen had gone wild last night. She could only imagine the chaos that must have ensued.

Luckily, his room was soundproof, or the entire mansion would have been kept up all night by the sounds of their… annoying activities.

Allen noticed her wandering gaze and quickly pinched her cheek with his hand, pulling her away from the door. "Hey, no peeking. You're still a kid," he scolded playfully, though there was a protective edge to his voice.

Emma's expression turned into a scowl, swatting his hand away. "What a playboy," she sneered, rolling her eyes dramatically. "You think just because you're older, you get to have all the fun?"

The girls heard her remark, and a mischievous glint sparked in their eyes. They decided to add some gasoline to the fire.

Shea slid up beside Allen and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her body against his side in a way that was both affectionate and deliberately provocative. "He is more than a playboy, little girl," she teased, giving Emma a playful wink. "He's a master of love."

Emma's face twisted in a mix of disgust and disbelief. "Gross!" she exclaimed, though there was a hint of curiosity behind her feigned outrage. She wasn't quite sure how to handle all this, but she didn't want to show that she was actually intrigued.

Zoe sidled up to Allen's other side, leaning against him with a sly grin. "He's a devil in disguise," she added, her voice dripping with mock drama. "But we wouldn't have it any other way, would we?"

Emma crossed her arms, giving them all a pointed look. "Seriously, don't you guys have anything better to do than hang around with my brother till noon?" she asked, trying to sound annoyed but unable to hide the slight curiosity in her tone.

Jane, who had been lounging on the bed, chimed in with a laugh. "Oh, trust us. We're very busy with your brother," she said, winking at Allen, who rolled his eyes in response.

Allen sighed, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity in front of his sister. "Alright, alright, enough teasing. Emma, go get yourself some breakfast or something. I'll be down soon," he said, trying to shoo her away.

"It's lunchtime already, brother," Emma stated with a hint of annoyance.

"Yeah, lunch," Allen corrected himself in a nonchalant tone.

But Emma wasn't having it. "Not until you explain what the hell went down in here last night," she demanded, her eyes flicking over the mess of clothes and disheveled bed sheets. "It looks like a tornado hit."

Before Allen could respond, Vivian joined the fray, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, if you really want to know," she said, her tone teasing, "we were just getting to know each other… very well."

Emma's eyes widened in shock, her cheeks flushing a bright red. "How much have you do it last night?" she asked Allen, her voice a mix of disbelief and curiosity. She was trying to sound stern, but there was a crack in her armor. She was genuinely curious about what had transpired.

Allen was silent for a moment, trying to recall the events of the night. He remembered flashes—Jane's mischievous grin, Shea's commanding voice, the soft gasps and moans, the feeling of skin against skin, the sound of laughter and whispered words. It was all a blur of sensations, one after another, a continuous stream of pleasure and connection that seemed to go on forever.

He tried to count in his head but quickly realized that it was pointless. He had lost track at some point, his mind too caught up in the heat of the moment to keep a tally. He could remember doing it more than once with each girl, but the exact number? That was beyond him.

"I lost my count," Allen admitted finally, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, glancing at Emma, who looked both horrified and fascinated.

"You lost count?" Emma repeated, her voice incredulous. "How do you lose count of something like that?"

Allen shrugged, trying to downplay the situation. "It's not like we were keeping score or anything," he said, a hint of a laugh in his voice. "We were just… having fun."

Emma's eyes narrowed, her suspicion growing. "Are you serious? All night long?"

Shea, still draped around Allen, chuckled softly. "Oh, Emma, you have no idea," she said, her voice a soft purr. "Your brother has… incredible stamina."

Emma's face turned an even deeper shade of red, and she threw her hands up in exasperation. "Ugh, I did not need to know that!" she exclaimed, turning away in mock disgust. "Seriously, you guys are impossible."

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Zoe couldn't resist adding another jab. "Hey, don't knock it till you try it," she said with a playful grin. "I mean, if you ever find someone like your brother…"

"Enough!" Emma cut her off, her face still flushed. "I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that."

Allen chuckled, reaching out to ruffle Emma's hair affectionately. "Relax, Emma. We're just teasing you. Mostly," he added with a wink, causing another round of giggles from the girls.

Emma swatted Allen's hand away, still trying to maintain some semblance of authority. "You guys are the worst," she muttered, but there was a hint of a smile on her lips, betraying the fact that she wasn't entirely serious. She was frustrated, sure, but there was a part of her that was amused by the whole situation, even if she would never admit it.