My Harem Will Help Me Get My Revenge-Chapter 95: [ - - 86] - On the run already

[Chapter - 86]

When Lilith was done, the ballroom that was once erupted with laughs and the smiles of beautiful women, had now turned into a theatre of dread.

Lilith placed the white table cloth in front of Lucius, and Lucius was genuinely impressed by the pile of luxury accessories that lay on the floor in front of him.

He crouched down beside it, opening the bundle slowly like he was unwrapping his birthday present.

The Gold rings, watches, platinum bracelets, diamond necklaces, sapphire brooches, ruby rings glinted under the soft lights of the chandeliers. But the shimmers dulled under the greedy eyes of the women present in the room.

Lucius whistled low.

"Now is this what they call crowd funding?" he muttered, and turned towards the ladies, "You better not eye what’s not yours. This is mine now."

In the meantime, the system was also done.

[System Scan Complete]

[Estimated Total Value: $4,780,000]

[You have robbed quite a hall, master. Impressive!]

[Bonus Side Quest Completed]

[Quest: Spread your reputation through Fear]

[+5000 System Points]

[Demon Rage (Lvl. 2)]

[Recipe for Golden Flame Enhancement Pill]

Lucius’s eyes widened just slightly, when he stared at the system screen, "Damn. You are actually quite the lucky charm for me, buddy."

Lucius then turned towards the guests and smiled, "I would love to stay and discuss with you guys about the future prospects of this relationship. But alas, I need to leave, it’s getting quite late..."

And with that, he lifted the cloth and tied the ends together firmly, making a tight sack of glittering tribute. Slinging it over his shoulder, he stood with the ease of someone picking up groceries.

The guests stared at him without moving.

[Master, I must admit... I underestimated how efficient you are at robbing the rich,]

[Have you considered this as a long-term career option?]

Lucius smirked, "You are right. It is such easy money. Might make this a family tradition. Generational wealth and all."

He then turned toward the couch where Iris lay.

She stirred slightly, her lips parting, her breath shallow. Lucius walked to her and knelt down.

"Time to go, princess," he whispered, brushing the hair away from her face.

As he gently picked her up in his arms, he felt the sudden wave of heat surging through his body again. His muscles tensed.

Inside, it felt like a fire had reignited.

[Warning: Aphrodisiac Effect Spiking]

[Current Time Remaining on Antidote: 40 Minutes]

Lucius cursed under his breath, ’Of all the times...’

He rose to his feet, holding Iris against his chest. Her skin was warm, and soft. He felt a tingling sensation rising from his stomach, all the way to his chest.

Lilith stood beside him all along, looking at him with interest. This man has been a surprise from the beginning. He can be ruthless to the point of being demon scary, and at the same time look at someone he cares about with so much affection.

With Iris in his arms, Lucius took a step forward. The guests parted instinctively, like the Red Sea.

But he didn’t leave just yet. Instead, he paused and looked around.

"Victor," he called.

The name alone sent a ripple through the crowd. Heads turned. Whispers began again.

Victor didn’t want to come forward. But the sharp glares around him — especially from the guests he had embarrassed — made that impossible.

Someone nudged him hard in the back. Another man shoved him forward.

He stumbled, then walked awkwardly up to Lucius.

Lucius looked at Lilith.

"My dear, would you be kind enough to ask this fine gentleman for his car keys?"

Lilith smiled, turned to Victor, and tilted her head, "You heard him, Young Master Victor. Keys, please. Preferably without making me ask twice."

Victor’s face turned pale.

"That car’s worth more than..."

"Young master?" Lucius’s eyes narrowed. The smirk vanished. His eyes, bloodshot from the heat and the fight, glowed with something dangerous.

He didn’t say a word, but just his gaze made Victor feel his knees go weak.

And slowly, he reached into his jacket and pulled out the key. He reluctantly raised his arm, and Lilith snatched it from his hand with a charming smile.

"Thank you, sugar," she said sweetly.

Lucius adjusted Iris in his arms, gave one last glance to the frozen crowd, and then turned away.

He walked down the long carpeted aisle between gold pillars, broken guards, and trembling elites.

Lilith walked beside him, quiet and poised.

And on his shoulder, tied in white linen, was a small fortune.

As the three of them passed through the massive ballroom doors and stepped into the night air, not a single person dared to follow.

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As soon as they stepped out of the grand estate, the cool night air kissed Lucius’s bruised face. He let out a slow breath, feeling a slight relief... but only for a moment.

With a gentle screech, a sleek black car pulled up in front of them. Lilith was behind the wheel, her silver hair catching the moonlight like strands of starlight. She winked at Lucius as she rolled down the window.

"Your chariot, sir," she teased, "Where would you like me to take you?"

"I am in no mood to joke, right now. Let’s hurry up."

Lucius opened the back door and placed the heavy cloth sack full of jewelry on the seat. Then, carefully, he tried to set Iris down beside it. But her arms were still around his neck, refusing to let go. Even in her half-conscious state, she clung to him like he was her only anchor.

Lilith glanced at the rearview mirror and smirked, "Aww... someone is clingy tonight. Maybe I should take my leave."

Lucius sighed, "She’s not letting go."

"Then get in with her," Lilith grinned, "The backseat is big enough for you and the little princess to enjoy some time together. I won’t peek, I promise." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Lucius rolled his eyes, but he climbed in, adjusting himself carefully beside Iris. But the moment he settled, his body tensed.

The heat inside him surged.

Her soft body was pressed against his side. Her breath brushed against his neck. His muscles clenched, and his cock throbbed painfully in his pants. His cock was already rock hard from earlier, but now it was unbearable.

He gritted his teeth and shifted slightly, trying to ignore the overwhelming sensation.

The car began to move, the tires humming against the asphalt as they pulled onto the road.

Lilith, eyes on the road, smiled knowingly, "Try not to explode back there."

’I just wanted to play along,’ Lucius thought in his mind as he bit his lips. He leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and focused on breathing. He was trying his best not to lose his sanity.

[Antidote Preparation: Time Left: 38 minutes]

He just had to survive that long.

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Back inside the grand ballroom, chaos lingered like thick smoke. The fear had turned into frustration, and that frustration now had a name.

"This is outrageous!" one man snapped, pointing a trembling finger at Victor. "You brought that lunatic here!"

"And then just stood there while he robbed us all!" another voice joined in. "What kind of man are you?"

"Victor, you spineless bastard!"

"All this—just so you could get in Iris’s bed?!"

"I’m calling my lawyer," an elderly woman huffed, clutching her empty necklace line.

"First, that Lucius guy beat half a dozen guards bloody, and now we’re robbed like peasants!"

Victor didn’t respond. He ignored their angry faces and pointed fingers. He wasn’t listening to their words. His eyes were fixed on his phone screen, jaw tight, hands trembling.

His face was pale, his forehead glistening with sweat as he stood in a corner, hunched over his phone, fingers trembling. He had tried calling his father twice already, and both times, it had gone unanswered.

"Pick up... pick up..." Victor muttered under his breath, grinding his teeth. "Where the hell are you?"

The third time, the line finally connected.

A low, calm voice came through. "Yes?"

"Father! It’s me—Victor," he gasped. "You won’t believe what just happened. That guy—Lucius, the same bastard from Udaipur—you remember him? He crashed the charity event, attacked the guards, humiliated me in front of everyone—"

He paused only to suck in a breath.

"He’s dangerous, Father! We need to kill him. End this. This guy—he’s not normal. I’m telling you, something’s not right about him. And he wasn’t alone."

He spat the next part, venom in his voice.

"And there was also this girl with him. Silver hair. Looked young, but something about her—creepy. Like she was enjoying the chaos. She helped him collect everything—"

"Silver hair?" Marcus’s voice interrupted, calm but sharper now.

Victor blinked. "Yeah, long silver hair. Blue eyes, tall, curves—crazy hot but cold as ice."

There was a long pause.

Then Marcus exhaled, low and thoughtful.

"I see..."

"Father?"

"Forget it, Victor," Marcus finally said, his voice even flatter than before. "Drop the matter. Don’t chase them. Don’t even speak of this to anyone."

"What? But—!"

"I’ll handle it. You’ll only make it worse."

The line went dead.

Victor stood frozen, phone still at his ear, heart racing.

Why did his father sound... unsettled?

And why had he sounded afraid?

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