The Villainess Cannot Escape — Five Beast Husbands Chase Her Madly-Chapter 154: Su An’an Suddenly Develops a Fever
"Seville, Seville!"
An image of Seville at his concert flashed through Su An’an’s mind.
He was the heir to the Golden Feather Swan Clan, right in the prime of his life, and he radiated a mesmerizing, brilliant light.
The moment the stage spotlight fell upon him, strands of silver-purple hair gently brushed against his collarbone.
As he tilted his head back, beads of sweat trickled from his throat, tracing a path down his graceful swan-like neck and disappearing into the valley between his firm pectoral muscles, staining his black shirt a darker shade.
In the close-up shot, his lean waist swayed to the music, the muscles there tensing into a dangerous and alluring curve.
His thin lips were slightly parted as he panted, his amber eyes seeming to burn like twin golden flames under the stage lights.
When he struck his signature "swan spreading its wings" ending pose,
his black belt was already soaked with sweat, tracing seductive creases as his chest heaved violently.
The screams that erupted from the crowd were loud enough to tear the roof off.
The cries of his female fans in the front row mingled with the heavy thuds of bodies collapsing as they fainted. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Security beastmen dragged convulsing members of the audience away, but they couldn’t stop even more frenzied females from breaking through the barricades.
A sudden burning pain flared on the skin of Su An’an’s lower back. The long-dormant Hexagram Divine Pattern throbbed strangely beneath her skin.
Pheromones smelling of honey peach and liqueur-filled cream began to spill out uncontrollably, weaving a sweet, agitating mist into the air.
’Your Highness! You’re unconsciously releasing mating pheromones!’
Little Pink’s shriek, sharp with a frantic, cracking tone, nearly shattered her Spiritual Sea.
’Get it under control! If this keeps up, the Big Cat, the Poison Dragon, the mermaid, and the fox will all be lured into their heat by you!’
’How can that be? I didn’t do anything! Is it a crime to remember my ex-Beast Husband now?’
The Hexagram Divine Pattern on Su An’an’s lower back burned like a red-hot branding iron.
She frantically directed her spiritual power to her lower back, trying to seal off the uncontrollable agitation.
’Hit the brakes now if you don’t want to start a massive beastman brawl!’
Little Pink’s tentacles thrashed wildly as if its tail had been stepped on, and its red light flashed so brightly her Spiritual Sea was filled with stars.
’Warning! Do not open the ’Ex-Beast Husband’s Devastatingly Handsome Face’ folder! Close it immediately!’
’I’m not getting turned on! This is purely artistic appreciation!’
Su An’an pressed a hand to her burning lower back, but her mind automatically started playing a slow-motion video of Seville unbuttoning his shirt.
The image of the white shirt sliding off his collarbone was enough to make another wisp of sweet peach-scented pheromones drift from her.
’Your Highness, your heart isn’t just fluttering—it’s raving!’
Little Pink’s tentacles coiled into a spiral like a mosquito coil, its electronic voice cracking with desperation.
’The final corner of the Divine Pattern is loading like crazy!’
’Every time your heart flutters now, you’re basically sending a mass text with a flashing neon sign that says "COME AND GET ME" to all the top predators in the Beast World!’
’Acting like a nun on a regular day is one thing, but getting flustered now is like setting off fireworks over your Beast Husbands’ heads—fireworks with homing missiles attached!’
’Then what am I supposed to do? Rip out my heart and freeze it into a popsicle?!’
Su An’an felt like crying but had no tears. The blood-red title from the beginning of this R-rated novel suddenly flashed in her mind.
_Divine Female Above: A Guide to Winning the Favor of a Hundred Beasts._
In the book, there was a cannon fodder Divine Female who didn’t even survive twenty Chapters.
On the surface, she was a sweet and gentle darling beloved by all, but in reality, she was just a catalyst for the relationship between the male lead, Long Chengtian, and the female lead, Anna Feng.
Every time she appeared to seduce Long Chengtian, she would get brutally humiliated by the female lead, Anna Feng, and in the end, she was sacrificed for the main couple’s love, dying a horrible death among a pack of beasts.
A cold sweat trickled down her spine and into her underwear. She suddenly wanted to flip a table.
She had just escaped the frying pan of a horrible death at the Black Star Slave Market, only to jump into the fire of being forced into a Hell mode where she had to bear the cubs of a hundred beasts?
What was worse, when she first read the novel, she had only paid attention to the parts involving the supporting character who shared her name, Su An’an.
She couldn’t remember a single punctuation mark of the original plot’s love triangles, love squares, or any of the chaotic scenes involving the main characters and the various cannon fodder.
Let alone predict which plot points would trigger a death flag.
’No way. I’m going to be a strong female lead who becomes a Duke, not fuel for the main couple’s romance!’
At this thought, she pressed down hard on her burning lower back and hurriedly asked Little Pink,
’Quick, tell me! Is there a way to keep the Divine Pattern in a half-finished state?!’
’There is!’
Little Pink’s tentacles instantly curled into a heart-shaped mosquito coil, its electronic voice filled with the glee of someone who loves to watch drama unfold.
’You just need to have your Beast Husbands help you channel the excess spiritual power. In layman’s terms, it’s a reverse charging operation. They just need to drain you dry like you’re a power bank!’
’But seriously, other Female Masters have their Beast Husbands lining up to give them Energy, but you? You’re going to be a power bank for them in reverse?’
Charging?
Su An’an’s hand tightened, leaving five distinct finger marks on the leather armrest of her chair.
The Divine Pattern on her lower back suddenly throbbed wildly. The scent of honey peach mixed with liqueur-filled cream exploded outwards, instantly transforming the minimalist-style conference room into a cloyingly sweet boba shop.
"A sweet, creamy scent. It smells so good!"
Ying Jiuyao’s nostrils flared. He snapped his head up to stare at Su An’an, his Gilded Beast Eyes instantly narrowing into dangerous slits as his tiger tail coiled around her calf.
"Anan, are you going into heat?"
Fei Zhao put down his smart device, his nine red tails arching behind him like taut bows.
He licked his dry lips. Deep red ripples spread through his red eyes—a sign that his Fox Clan bloodline was being stimulated by his Female Master’s pheromones.
"I think so!"
Su An’an pressed harder on her lower back, but the more she pressed, the stronger the sweet fragrance became.
The central air conditioner in the conference room blasted cold air, but it only seemed to make the atmosphere stickier, as if it were about to rain strawberry milk foam.
Night Abyss’s pen-spinning suddenly froze. The nib pierced straight through the meeting notebook, and a dragon-shaped mist crept from the corner of the table to swirl around her feet.
A blue, watery mist emanated from Lan Cangming’s fingers, settling on the back of her hand. The cool sensation, mixed with the sweet scent, made one’s heart inexplicably race.
The most outrageous of them all was Ying Jiuyao; his long tail had already wound its way up to the base of her thigh.
Fei Zhao’s red eyes narrowed, and his nine tails lashed out like a whip, smacking Ying Jiuyao’s paw. "Calm down."
"Get lost!"
The Big Cat unapologetically whipped his tail back.
Su An’an watched her out-of-control Beast Husbands with a headache.
’So this isn’t a heat, it’s the direct activation of the ’Beast Husband Battle Royale’ dungeon?!’
"Anan! I’ll help you."
The Big Cat stared at Su An’an, his Adam’s apple bobbing intensely, his tiger tail tightening its grip on her calf.
"You’re too reckless. Don’t hurt Anan!"
Fei Zhao’s nine red fox tails shot out and wrapped around the tip of the White Tiger’s tail, his brilliant red eyes rippling with a warning. "A heat requires gentle guidance."
"Anan, my cooling system is more stable than a land-dweller’s."
Lan Cangming’s pale ear fins flapped, releasing a misty spray. The crisp scent of the ocean mixed with his refreshing sea salt pheromones. "The deep-sea magnetic field can stabilize spiritual power imbalances."
"Anan, I’m ’sweeter’ than any of them."
Night Abyss hooked a finger into the collar of his shirt, pulling it open to reveal a patch of cool, pale skin. His scarlet, slitted pupils were like poison-tipped hooks.
"A Dragon Clan’s bite mark can connect directly to the Spiritual Sea."
He deliberately enunciated the words "bite mark," his tongue darting out to lick his canines. The implication was so heavy it was almost tangible.
