Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives-Chapter 1012 : The King And His Harem

Villain Ch 1012. The King And His Harem

Allen turned to them. "I guess this means you guys have already divided up who is who," he said, the smirk still playing on his lips. He meant who would take on the roles of the temptress, the servants, and the dancers. It was clear he was playing along, but there was a challenge in his voice.

Jane suddenly blinked, realizing the oversight. She turned to the others, her face a mix of mild panic and embarrassment. "We forgot to decide that," she said, her voice rising slightly in pitch as the realization hit her.

They had spent so much time discussing what they were going to do with Allen, how they were going to carry out their plan, that they had completely overlooked the need to assign specific roles.

Bella quickly jumped in. "I'll be a dancer! I can do it," she said confidently, stepping forward with a grin, her body already moving slightly as if warming up.

But Alice shook her head, her expression one of playful skepticism. "Nope," she said, crossing her arms. "I know how you dance, Bella. You're great for cheerleading, but this… this is different. We need something more, uh, sensual."

Bella pouted but didn't argue. She knew Alice was right—there was a difference between the energetic, athletic moves she was used to and the kind of slow, seductive dance this scenario called for.

Jane quickly jumped in to salvage the situation. "Larissa and I can handle it," she suggested, her tone filled with determination. "We'll make it work."

Larissa's eyes widened slightly. "I can't dance," she protested, shaking her head. "I'm not built for that."

Jane waved her off. "But you can do yoga and pilates, right? It's the same thing. You're flexible, so you should be able to do any movement easily," she said, as if it were the most logical conclusion in the world.

Larissa cringed, knowing that was definitely not the same thing, but before she could voice her objections, Jane had already moved on. "Just improvise," she urged. "We'll figure it out."

Larissa bit her lip but didn't say anything. She could already guess that their dance was going to be more of a mess than they intended. But she was willing to give it a shot—if nothing else, for the sake of the game and the challenge.

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Jane continued, clearly enjoying the role of the leader. "Vivian and Zoe will be the temptresses then," she declared, pointing at each of them in turn. "A devil and an innocent—perfect combination."

Vivian nodded, a small, confident smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She could play the role of the devilish temptress with ease—after all, it wasn't far from the character she often portrayed in their games. Zoe, on the other hand, blushed slightly but nodded as well. The idea of being the "innocent" one in this scenario was a bit intimidating, but she was willing to embrace it.

Finally, Jane turned to Alice and Bella. "And you two will be the servants," she said, her tone decisive. "You'll help set the stage, make sure everything runs smoothly."

Alice and Bella exchanged a quick glance before nodding in agreement. They were more than capable of handling those roles, even if it wasn't exactly what they had imagined.

"Do you all agree?" Jane asked, her eyes scanning the group for any objections.

The others nodded.

Allen watched them, his expression calm and unreadable. He could see the determination in their eyes, the way they were gearing up for what they thought would be their big moment. But he wasn't worried. He knew them well, knew their strengths and weaknesses. And he was curious—curious to see how they would try to turn things around, to see if they could surprise him.

"Great," Allen said with a shrug, keeping his tone casual. But in his mind, he was already strategizing, thinking ahead to how he could play this out to his advantage. 'What I want to know is how they think they're going to turn things around,' he thought, amused by the idea.

Allen sat back on the couch. A confident smile played on his lips as he gestured for them to begin. He was relaxed, leaning casually into the soft cushions. Shea was still on the bed, catching her breath from their earlier encounter, and Allen wanted to give her a moment to recover.

Jane stepped forward, her expression serious and focused, she suddenly called out, "The music! Turn on the music!"

Allen, feeling a bit smug, clapped his hands twice. A slow, romantic melody began to play, the kind of music one might expect in a classic, intimate dance scene. "I hope this is enough," Allen said, his tone playful, confident in his ability to maintain control over the situation. He had chosen a slow waltz, something that would set a mood.

But Jane shook her head, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. "This isn't enough," she declared, her eyes sparkling. She pulled out her phone, quickly scrolling through her playlist as Allen watched with a raised eyebrow.

"What's she up to now?" Allen muttered under his breath, his curiosity piqued. Before he could say anything else, Jane found the song she was looking for and pressed play. Instantly, the room was filled with a different kind of music—one that was far from the slow, romantic tune Allen had picked.

The new track was an intriguing mix of ASMR sounds layered over a sensual melody. The rhythmic beats were punctuated with soft moans, heavy breaths, and whispered words that dripped with seduction. Allen's eyes widened slightly, caught off guard by the provocative choice.

He tried to maintain his composure, but the unexpected sounds caught him off guard, his confidence momentarily shaken. He had been prepared for a dance, but this… this was something else entirely. 'How can they dance to such weird music?' he thought, fighting back the urge to cringe. He was both confused and intrigued, wondering how they planned to pull this off. This was barely called music!

He thought it would be the end of their plan. But he was wrong...