Harem Online: My Party Is Full of Beautiful Celebrities-Chapter 54: Family

Kill Clause, or rather Cassandra Selfmore, woke to her phone buzzing with calls from her assistants. She didn’t answer any of them. She only checked who had called, made a few mental notes, then looked over her calendar before slowly getting out of bed.

With her footsteps softened by the plush carpet, Cassandra crossed the penthouse in a loose silk nightshirt that skimmed her waist and hips whenever she moved.

The coffee maker clicked on almost by instinct, as if even the apartment had learned her schedule. Sleek glass, clean lines, and expensive restraint shaped the space, but family photos in plain wooden frames softened the sharpness of it.

Her younger brother, a woodworker, had made every frame by hand. The pictures showed her huge family: six younger siblings and a single father, since Cassandra’s mother had died in an accident when they were still young. The youngest Selfmore didn’t even remember her face.

Cassandra kept one day of every month blocked out in her calendar under a label no assistant was allowed to touch: Family.

Meetings could move, investors could wait, and guild matters could survive without her for a few hours. Her siblings never asked her for more than that, which only made the quiet weight of providing for all of them settle a little deeper in her chest.

She stood with her coffee in hand, one hip resting lightly against the counter while the city remained quiet beyond the glass. Her siblings smiled back at her from birthdays, school events, and small family dinners she had barely managed to attend before rushing off again. One day every month.

That was what she had carved out for them, protected as fiercely as any business deal. It was enough to keep the family together, enough to keep everyone moving forward, and somehow still not enough to make this penthouse feel any less empty in the mornings.

Moments like this were rare for Cassandra, quiet enough for warmth and vulnerability to slip through.

It might have seemed like only her penthouse ever got to see her this way, but her new friends in the game had already caught glimpses of it too.

While Mom was still alive, I had a lot of fun with archery... those three managed to bring that out of me again. I only got into the game because of you and your silly schedule, Martin. I should thank him eventually.

Cassandra rarely stayed home for long. She took her private elevator downstairs and left the suite behind. At the bottom, her private driver was already waiting.

By the time she stepped outside, the day already felt full of decisions waiting to be made.

A few hours later, Cassandra received a message from Martin on social media.

Normally, she would have left it for later. The game was far from the top of her priorities. Still, something in her made her open Martin’s report and read through his ideas right away.

A warm smile slowly spread across her face as she read, startling her assistants.

—

Chaosgraphy, or rather Alexandra, spent her morning watching her calories, keeping her body in shape, and maintaining her beauty at its peak.

She was in the middle of yoga now, folded into a stretch so deep and elegant that she looked almost boneless, one leg extended and the other bent beneath her in a line that would have looked indecent on anyone less perfectly in control. Her fitted workout clothes clung to every shift of muscle, especially along the full, shapely curve of her thighs, and the private gym around her was at least three times the size of Martin’s entire apartment.

The three-story house belonged to her alone, and Alexandra had never denied herself comfort. She had built it on a celebrity-lined street protected twenty-four seven, a place where privacy was expensive and any uninvited trespasser would regret stepping too far.

Then someone unlocked the front door. The sound was faint, but Alexandra still caught it from the other side of the house. She wasn’t worried, though she loosened and readied her muscles just in case a stranger had somehow gotten inside.

A moment later, a woman with the same orange eyes as hers, but with long red hair ending in elegant drill curls, stepped into the gym. She leaned against the doorframe and crossed her arms with cool ease, watching Alexandra, who had already gone back to stretching after confirming who had entered. Alexandra barely seemed to mind being seen.

She held the pose with the easy confidence of someone long accustomed to beauty, attention, and eyes on her body. In the mirrored wall, the line of her posture looked too polished, too alluring, as if exercise were only an excuse for elegance.

Her breathing stayed even, but her gaze lingered on that reflection for a second too long. The lifted chin, the amused curve of her lips, the cold spark in her eyes, sometimes it was getting harder to tell where the role ended and where she began.

There was something dangerously thrilling in not having to soften herself. Chaosgraphy let her be sharper, meaner, more shameless, and the worst part was how natural it had started to feel.

"You could have called me back, Alexandra. I don’t like being left in the dark," the red-haired woman said.

"Sorry, Kate. I was having far too much fun in the game," Alexandra replied. "I shut the rest of the world out for a while."

Kate, or rather Katherina, was Alexandra’s older sister, and even standing in the doorway, she carried the same composed presence that had made her famous on screen. She had built a career out of entering a story quietly and still pulling its emotional center toward herself. Next to Alexandra’s sharper glamour, Katherina’s appeal was mature, controlled, and impossible to dismiss.

"In that Monster Hunter Academy Online? I heard some directors wanted to shoot films inside it and asked for immersive tools and creator access, but the developers refused. They told them to enter the game themselves, claim land if they wanted to film, and become part of the setting. Honestly, it’s absurd."

Alexandra tipped her head back and looked at her older sister. "I rather like that idea. It gives me even more reason to play and leave my mark on the world."

"Wasn’t the whole point for you to immerse yourself in that villainess role you’re so obsessed with?" Katherina asked.

"Yes... and I’m enjoying it so much that I want to push that villainous art even further. I want to see how far I can go, and how much I can get away with, before Martin finally stops me. Haha!" Alexandra laughed, genuinely amused, then stretched even farther.

Katherina, however, was stunned.

Martin? Who?

"And who, exactly, is Martin?" Katherina asked.

"He’s the tank in our party, and the best rival I could have asked for," Alexandra replied.

"A rival? Hm. Is he from our world?"

"No, not really. He’s just an ordinary man working at a normal company."

That’s what he wants you to think. Men always sounded harmless when they wanted to get close. No, Alex. I’ll find out who this Martin really is before he gets the chance to charm you. We are meant to break hearts, not hand ours away.