Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Chapter 499 Kidnapping Her Favorite Author

Villain Ch 499. Kidnapping Her Favorite Author

Shea, with her calm demeanor, offered some valuable insights. “Jordan is a wealthy man, Allen,” she began, her tone measured and thoughtful. “He’s used to the high life and has dealt with a lot of rich people,” she explained, emphasizing that Jordan’s exposure to a variety of lifestyles had broadened his horizons.

Zoe chimed in with additional context. “And most of them have unconventional relationships,” she added, her tone matter-of-fact. “A man with multiple women. A woman with multiple men. Swinger couples. Bi with a lot of partners from all genders,” she listed, highlighting the diverse array of relationship dynamics that Jordan had likely encountered in his social circles.

Shea, nodding in agreement, further clarified their point. “So yeah, a man with multiple women is considered normal for him,” she confirmed, acknowledging the unique aspects of their own relationship dynamic. “But yeah, it still looks unusual compared to common people,” she concluded, her head shaking slightly from side to side as she contemplated the relative rarity of their particular arrangement.

Vivian, her disbelief evident in her wide-eyed expression, was the first to respond. “Are you serious?” she inquired, her voice tinged with surprise as she processed the information.

Zoe offered a comprehensive explanation to shed light on the matter. “Yeah. Rich people mostly get bored more quickly since they have everything and can achieve everything with their own fingertips,” she began, her words resonating with a sense of understanding. “They end up looking for more thrill with unconventional things, something that is difficult and cannot be owned by common people to show their own power and money,” she elucidated, her reasoning accompanied by a nod of agreement from Shea.

Jane weighed in on the conversation. “Makes sense,” she declared with a slight huff, her tone conveying a mix of agreement and perhaps a hint of envy. “If I were rich, I would also do a lot of things that I can’t do now,” she added, acknowledging the allure of pushing boundaries and pursuing unique experiences that wealth could afford.

Bella’s curiosity got the best of her, and she couldn’t resist asking, “Like?” Her gaze shifted to Jane, anticipating her response.

Jane met Bella’s question with a devious glint in her eyes. She turned her attention to Allen, her lips curling into a perverted grin. “Like kidnapping my favorite author and locking him in my room,” she began, her voice taking on a suggestive tone. “Also, we can try what he wrote in his stories,” she added, hinting at the adventurous and tantalizing scenarios that often filled Allen’s writings.

Larissa, with a cringe of disapproval, couldn’t help but interject. “That’s illegal, you know?” she pointed out, emphasizing the legal and ethical boundaries that such actions would cross.

Jane turned her focus back to Allen and took his hand into her own. “Or it can be otherwise,” she proposed, her tone teasing and flirtatious. “You can lock me in your mansion and do what you write in your stories,” she suggested with a wink, her suggestion brimming with alluring possibilities.

“…” Allen found himself momentarily speechless, the girls never failing to surprise him with their bold and cheeky suggestions. But, of course, it was Jane who had taken the lead in stirring the pot.

Shea, accustomed to Jane’s audacious comments, responded with an exasperated sigh. “Here we go again,” she remarked, well aware of Jane’s penchant for pushing the boundaries of their conversations.

Jane, however, wasn’t one to back down or be deterred by Shea’s comment. She turned to her friend with a mischievous pout, determined to make her point. “Hey, you should read his story, and you’ll understand what I mean,” she insisted, her voice laced with intrigue. “After all, he is a young master now. So that shouldn’t be a problem,” she reasoned, as if the change in Allen’s status had unlocked a new realm of possibilities. “What we need is a sexy maid outfit when we serve him,” she suggested with a glint of excitement. “Oh right, even better. Some adult toys would be fun,” she added, her eyes gleaming with vivid imagination, the playful tone in her voice hinting at the mischievous fantasies she was conjuring.

Alice ventured a guess. “Uh… let me guess, did you just read BDSM stories?” she asked, her tone carrying a mixture of amusement and curiosity.

Jane’s eyes practically sparkled with enthusiasm as she confirmed Alice’s suspicion. “Yes! How do you know?” she exclaimed, delighted that someone had correctly identified the source of her inspiration.

Zoe, who had seen her fair share of Jane’s playful antics, offered a wry smile and gently shook her head from side to side. “So typical of you,” she remarked, acknowledging Jane’s penchant for diving into adventurous literary territories.

Larissa felt compelled to remind Jane. “That doesn’t work in the real world, Jane,” she cautioned, emphasizing the importance of recognizing the boundaries that existed outside the realm of fiction.

Allen, drawn into their lively conversation and amused by their discussion of fictional scenarios, couldn’t resist chiming in. He glanced around at his companions and decided to share his perspective. “Well, I think that doesn’t sound bad either,” he admitted, revealing a hint of interest in the playful conversation.

The girls, taken aback by his response, exchanged surprised glances. Bella, in particular, couldn’t believe her ears as she sought clarification. “Huh?” she asked, her voice reflecting her astonishment at Allen’s unexpected endorsement of their playful ideas.

Jane was thrilled by his response and turned her sparkling eyes toward Allen. “Right?” she said, her enthusiasm mirrored in her gaze.

Zoe ventured a guess. “Wait, is that in Allen’s story?” she inquired.

“No, it’s in a romance story,” Jane clarified, dispelling the idea that the inspiration came from BDSM tales.

Allen, with a mischievous glint in his eye, offered an explanation for his openness to trying new experiences. “I’ve never tried BDSM and anything like that. But I don’t mind trying,” he confessed, prompting raised eyebrows and curious expressions. He cleared his throat and quickly added, “Ya know… It’s for scientific purposes. Research for my harem story,” he reasoned, emphasizing the importance of thorough research for the sake of his writing.