Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives-Chapter 1034 : Reset to Factory Settings

Villain Ch 1034. Reset to Factory Settings

Lunch had ended better than Allen could have hoped. The air around the table was light, filled with laughter, teasing remarks, and genuine smiles. There was no tension, no flicker of jealousy in Azura's eyes like before. Instead, she seemed to have let go of whatever insecurities had been bubbling inside her.

Now, she was simply enjoying herself with the others, as if the earlier worries never existed.

Emma, as usual, couldn't resist throwing jabs at everyone. She teased Azura and the others, but most of her comments were aimed at Allen. He knew his sister well enough to expect her teasing, but she was in rare form today. Every few minutes, she found a way to nudge Azura or poke fun at Allen, especially when their eyes met over the table.

Emma always had a knack for keeping things lighthearted while stirring the pot just enough to keep things interesting.

The girls were at ease, their conversation flowing naturally. It was as if the weight of the night before had evaporated, leaving behind only good memories. There was no awkwardness lingering between them. It made him smile to himself, realizing how lucky he was to have this group, and how well they balanced each other out.

For a moment, he could just sit back and take it all in—this rare, peaceful moment.

After lunch, the girls decided to head back to his room to pack up their things. Allen walked with them, fully prepared to deal with the aftermath of the wild night before. The room had been a complete wreck when they left it earlier—a blur of clothes, blankets, and… well, a night they wouldn't soon forget. He had expected it to be in the same state when they returned.

So, when they walked through the door, what they saw caught them completely off guard.

Everything was spotless. Not a single item was out of place. The blankets were folded neatly, the pillows fluffed, and the air was filled with a subtle, fresh fragrance that wasn't there before. Even their belongings, which had been scattered haphazardly across the room the night before, were now arranged neatly on the table. Their suitcases sat in a perfect line next to the table, ready to be packed.

Allen stopped dead in his tracks, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise. The room looked like it had been reset to factory settings, like nothing had ever happened here. He exchanged glances with the girls, who were equally as stunned—except for Zoe and Shea, of course. They didn't even blink at the state of the room. Zoe gave a casual shrug, as if this was the most normal thing in the world.

"It's rich family protocol," Zoe said with a small smirk, her tone as casual as if they were discussing the weather.

Shea chimed in with a nod. "Yeah, this is standard for someone like Allen. You guys should get used to it."

The others were still staring, wide-eyed. For Allen, though, it was a mix of shock and appreciation. He hadn't lived in luxury long enough to know how his family's staff worked, but this… this was impressive. Someone must have come in the moment they left for lunch and made sure everything was perfect by the time they returned.

"Well," Allen said, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish grin, "I guess I don't have to worry about cleaning up at all."

They all chuckled at that, though it was more out of disbelief than anything else. Without missing a beat, the girls started packing their things. In no time, the room went from immaculate to bustling with the sounds of zippers, bags rustling, and quiet chatter.

Allen leaned against the doorframe, watching them pack. Despite the whirlwind of the last 24 hours, everything had worked out better than he could've imagined. The intimacy, the chaos, the closeness—it had all led to this moment, a sense of connection that went beyond just physicality. He wasn't ready for them to leave.

Once everything was packed and ready to go, he walked them down the stairs, his footsteps echoing softly. One by one, the girls' rides started arriving. Shea and Zoe's car pulled up first, with Vivian sliding into the back seat with them. The trio exchanged a few quick hugs and goodbyes with the others before heading off.

Next, Larissa and Jane left together in Larissa's sleek black car. The engine purred as they waved goodbye, the car slipping away from the mansion's long driveway.

Alice and Bella were the last to leave, heading off in Alice's car. Bella gave him a playful wink before sliding into the passenger seat, her lips curling into a smirk. "Thank you for the unforgettable night, Allen. We should have this more often," she teased.

Allen smiled. "Just tell me when."

"We will check your schedule. Bye," she said with a wink, and then they were off, the hum of the car fading into the distance as they disappeared down the road.

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Allen stood there for a moment in the quiet, watching the driveway empty out. There was a bittersweetness in the air. The intimacy, the connection… it hadn't disappeared. It stayed with him, filling his chest with a deep, quiet happiness that he couldn't quite put into words.

Allen was just about to head back into the mansion when he felt a presence behind him. He turned to see Emma standing there, arms crossed, a smirk plastered across her face. Her eyes glinted with mischief, and Allen could already tell she was about to throw something his way.

"No kisses and huggies? What a disappointment," she teased, her tone dripping with mockery.

Allen groaned internally, giving her a flat stare. "You're still a kid, Emma. You shouldn't be watching things like that," he returned her jab. But he knew better. His sister was relentless.

Emma's smirk only widened, as if she had been waiting for this exact moment. "Says the guy who came out of his room half-naked with a dozen hickeys on his body," she said, her voice dripping with exaggerated disgust and annoyance.