Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives-Chapter 889 Complimentary Show

Villain Ch 889. Complimentary Show

Allen watched Emma leave, her determined footsteps echoing down the corridor until they faded into silence. He sighed, shaking his head with a mixture of amusement and fondness. Turning back toward his room, he walked with a purposeful stride, the tension of the recent interactions gradually easing away.

Entering his room, Allen dropped his gym bag by the door and unzipped it, pulling out his sweaty clothes. With a practiced motion, he tossed them into the dirty laundry basket that sat conveniently near the entrance.

The servants were efficient; they would collect the laundry either in the afternoon or early morning, ensuring that his clean clothes were neatly arranged in his wardrobe by the next day.

Allen stretched his body, feeling the satisfying pull of his muscles as he raised his arms above his head and twisted his torso. He let out a small sigh, the stretch releasing some of the tension from his body. Walking over to his bed, he sat down, the soft mattress welcoming him. He knew he should be online. But he decided to have lunch first.

In other words, he had to wait for Kai to deliver his food. 'I guess I'll change my clothes first,' he thought with a shrug.

Allen stood up and made his way to the bathroom, his body still carrying the warmth and stickiness from earlier activities with Larissa. The memory of their intimate moment brought a slight smirk to his face, but the immediate need to feel refreshed overpowered any lingering thoughts. The combination of the hot weather and the indulgent chocolate had left him feeling more sweaty than usual.

He turned on the shower, letting the cool water cascade down as he stepped under the stream. The sensation was instantly rejuvenating, washing away the physical reminders of the day's exertions. He quickly soaped up, scrubbed, and rinsed off, making sure to thoroughly wash his face.

The cool water against his skin was invigorating, and he felt the grime and sweat of the day dissolve and swirl down the drain.

Once he was done, he stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist. He used another towel to rub his hair, which dripped water in unruly streams. With each pass of the towel, he felt more and more like himself again. Clean, refreshed, and ready to tackle the rest of the day. Find more to read at novelbuddy

He left the bathroom and went straight to his wardrobe. He picked out a comfortable pair of shorts and a t-shirt, something casual and perfect for lounging around at home. He slipped into his shorts and pulled the t-shirt over his head, the soft fabric feeling good against his clean skin. As he continued to dry his hair with the towel, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

The sound was firm yet polite.

Allen, still preoccupied with the difficulty of choosing a t-shirt from his extensive collection, didn't bother to turn around when he heard the knock. Assuming it was Kai with his lunch, he simply called out, "Come in." He expected the familiar sound of Kai's calm voice and the clatter of dishes being set down. Instead, a different sound pierced the air.

"AAAAAH!" A woman's voice screamed, loud and shrill, sending a jolt through Allen's body. He froze, his eyes widening as he recognized the voice.

Quickly, he turned around to face the door. Emma stood there, petrified, her eyes wide with shock. Her face was flushed a deep red, the color spreading from her cheeks down her neck. She looked as though she had just seen a ghost. Behind her, Azura stood with her hands on the food trolley, her expression mirroring Emma's. Azura's mouth was agape, a look of stunned surprise on her face.

It seemed as though she was on the verge of drooling, a strange smile playing at the corners of her lips.

'Lucky,' Azura thought. She was doing this out of necessity just because Emma forced her, but instead, she was getting a "beautiful" view for free.

The room was silent for a moment, the tension hanging thick in the air. Allen's mind raced, trying to piece together what had just happened. He glanced down at himself, suddenly acutely aware that he was still only half-dressed, wearing just his shorts. His bare chest and damp hair made the situation all the more awkward.

"Why are you half naked?!" Emma complained without hesitation, her voice a mixture of outrage and embarrassment.

Allen raised an eyebrow at her, his own irritation starting to rise. "I just finished showering. Besides, this is my room. Why can't I be half naked in my own room?" he protested, trying to inject some logic into the situation. His hand reached out and grabbed a random t-shirt from his collection. He quickly pulled it over his head, feeling the fabric cling to his still-damp skin.

Emma's face remained flushed, but she stood her ground, refusing to back down. "No, you can't," she insisted, her voice firm. "You've never walked around half naked in your apartment, right?" she added, attempting to dodge the logic with a different angle.

Allen smirked, a mocking expression crossing his face. "You surely underestimate me," he said, his tone light and teasing. The truth was, of course, he often did walk around half-naked in his apartment, especially during the summer or on particularly hot days. The memory of those lazy, warm afternoons brought a small smile to his face.

Azura, who had been silently watching the exchange with an amused expression, finally chimed in. "Well, I don't mind the view," the words came out of her mouth before she could stop it.

Emma shot Azura a fierce glare, her eyes narrowing in disapproval. Azura merely shrugged, a playful smile still dancing on her lips. Before Emma could retort, Allen stepped in, his own smile growing wider.

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"That's not free," Allen said, his tone light and teasing. "You need to pay me with something."

Azura raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the challenge. "Oh? And what would that be?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity and amusement.

Allen chuckled, shaking his head. "I'm just kidding, Azura. Consider it a complimentary show," he said, his tone warm and friendly.

Emma, however, was not amused. She crossed her arms over her chest, her expression stern. "This isn't funny, Allen. You should be more considerate," she scolded, trying to regain control of the situation.