Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 415 Volatile

One month later, in New York.

”I’m sorry, love. I don’t know what’s happening to me. It just… it just won’t stand up,” a handsome man said, his voice heavy with frustration and embarrassment.

His shoulders sagged as he looked away, clearly ashamed.

No matter how much he tried, his ”little brother” remained weak and unresponsive, leaving him unable to make love to his girlfriend.

Anne forced a smile, though her patience was beginning to wear thin.

”I understand. We’ll try again next time,” she said softly, trying to mask her growing frustration.

She cared for him, truly, but the lack of intimacy was becoming unbearable.

Her own needs clawed at her, but she held on, determined not to give up so easily.

Months passed, but her boyfriend’s condition remained the same.

No amount of patience or effort seemed to make a difference.

The distance between them grew, their conversations stilted and filled with unspoken tension.

Until one day.

”Love, I’m going to check on my brother again in Parkland City. I’ll be gone for a week,” Anne said casually, slipping into her usual tone of understanding and support.

Her boyfriend nodded absentmindedly, distracted by his own thoughts as she packed her bags.

But Anne’s plans were far from what she’d told him.

The moment her flight landed in Parkland City, she didn’t head toward her brother’s place.

Instead, her first destination was clear in her mind: Ross’s house.

Her heart raced as she stood outside his door, memories of their last encounter flooding her mind.

She didn’t even hesitate as she reached for the doorbell, knowing exactly why she was there and what she needed.

She found Ross 10 minutes later, his smile as wide as ever, clearly in a good mood.

”Seems like someone’s here to scratch an itch,” he joked, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

Anne’s heart skipped a beat.

She had been longing for this moment, and now that she was standing before him, all the pent-up emotions and desires she had been hiding came rushing forward.

”I missed you, Ross,” she confessed, her voice soft but full of longing.

Without another word, she leapt into his arms, their lips meeting in an urgent, heated kiss.

It wasn’t just a kiss; it was as though they were both trying to make up for all the time apart, the passion building with every passing second.

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They didn’t pull away until they were both breathless, their lips finally separating after a long, heated moment.

Ross’s hands gently cupped her face as he looked into her eyes, his voice taking on a more serious tone.

”I missed you too, Anne,” he said softly. ”But you should know something. If you come to me, I don’t share my women. I’ll be yours, but you’ll have to make a choice. Leave your boyfriend and stay with me. By the end of this year, I’ll marry you. And Penny. We’ll all be together.”

Anne paused, her heart racing. She hadn’t expected such an offer, and yet, something about it felt right.

But as she thought about it, her mind went blank when she felt Ross’s hand slide down to her jeans, his fingers brushing lightly over the area where her body screamed for attention.

A shiver ran down her spine, and she couldn’t deny the pull she felt toward him.

In that moment, the decision was made. She couldn’t resist him any longer.

”Yes,” she whispered breathlessly, the word slipping from her lips without hesitation.

Then, without another thought, she kissed him again, deeper this time, her hands pulling him closer.

The passion between them exploded. They didn’t need words now; their bodies knew exactly what they wanted.

Clothes were shed quickly, and before long, they were lost in each other, their bodies moving in sync, desperate and urgent, as though nothing else in the world mattered.

It felt like a fever, a burning need that neither of them could contain.

Later that day, as they lay tangled in each other’s arms, Ross finally pulled away and, with a grin, took Anne’s hand in his.

”I’m glad you made the right choice,” he said, his voice low and teasing.

”Now, let’s make this official.”

And with that, Ross took her to meet the rest of his wives.

It wasn’t the simple introduction Anne had expected, but as he proudly presented her to the women who were already part of his life, she couldn’t help but smile.

She was now part of something bigger, something she never thought she’d have.

Ross’s life, his world, and his future now included her — and nothing would ever be the same.

A few months later, in December, Ross did indeed marry both Penny and Anne.

His announcement left everyone shocked, but given his growing celebrity status, the event still attracted a massive crowd.

By this time, Ross had already cemented his place in basketball history, having achieved the legendary three-peat championship in the NBA.

To many, he was now considered the greatest of all time — the GOAT of basketball.

Yet, despite his monumental achievements on the court, Ross viewed them as mere stepping stones.

To him, the true victory lay in the beautiful women he had in his life, women he cherished more than any material possession, fame, or wealth.

They were his greatest treasures, and no amount of accolades or championships could compare to the love and devotion he shared with them.

This was also Ross’s final year in college, marking the end of an era and the beginning of a new chapter in his life.

The world he had known, filled with late-night study sessions, college parties, and the carefree days of youth, was soon to fade into the past.

He would soon be considered an adult, ready to step into the real world, with all its challenges, responsibilities, and opportunities.

The future stretched out before him like an open road, full of limitless possibilities and untold potential.

Ross had grand plans to make his life as exciting, fulfilling, and extraordinary as possible.