Harem of the Dragon Lord Vol.1
Copyright© 2026 by BillMax
Chapter 1
“Filthy street rat, you want to sleep with the most beautiful woman in Silverton?”
Ethan Blackthorn had barely stepped out of the crowded train station when a heavily made-up woman in flashy, cheap clothes blocked his path.
Ethan blinked. “Sleep with the number one beauty of Silverton City?”
The woman scowled. “Are you deaf or just stupid? I’m talking to you!”
“You’re the one who looks like she crawled out of a dumpster,” Ethan shot back, finally snapping out of his daze.
She let out a mocking laugh. “Look at yourself. If you’re not a beggar, what are you?”
Ethan glanced down at his plain, worn clothes. She wasn’t entirely wrong. He had spent his entire life training with his seven masters in the remote highlands of the Shadowpeak Mountains, where the nearest town was five hundred miles away. Fashion had never been a priority.
Seeing the disgust on her face, Ethan said coldly, “I never imagined someone could be both ugly and blind at the same time.”
The woman—Madison Harrington—looked like she wanted to slap him right there.
But she held herself back. I went through too much trouble to find a random lowlife for this. He’s perfect for ruining that bitch Serena Blake.
She forced a cold smile. “Enough bullshit. Are you in or not?”
“No.”
Ethan had come down from the mountains for one reason only: to find the legendary Map of Mountains and Rivers, the artifact tied to the mystery of his own origins. He had no time to waste on this ridiculous woman or whatever scam she was running.
Madison’s eyes widened in fury. “You dare reject me?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” Ethan replied flatly. “What are you, some kind of three-headed monster?”
“Hmph! For your information, I’m from the Harrington family—one of the top clans in Silverton. Cross me and I’ll make the rest of your life a living hell.”
Ethan almost laughed. His first master was the Grandmaster of the Arcane Warriors Guild. His second master ran the Oracle Society. His third was the leader of the Eternal Healers Order. His fourth controlled the largest financial empire on the continent. His fifth was a High Cardinal of the Holy Order. His sixth commanded the Shadow Legion, the world’s most feared private military force. His seventh master was ... well, complicated, but equally powerful.
On his eighteenth birthday last year, they had all given him tokens of their power. In simple terms, Ethan was now richer than most countries and strong enough to shake the entire world if he wanted.
And this overdressed woman thought her little family name could intimidate him?
Where does she get the nerve?
If she weren’t a woman, Ethan would have already slapped some sense into her.
“Listen,” he said indifferently, “stop wasting my time. Go find someone else for your little game. I’m not interested.”
Madison’s face twisted with anger. “You think I’m trying to scam you?”
“Aren’t you?” Ethan sneered.
Without another word, she pulled out her phone and shoved a video in front of his face.
In the dimly lit hotel room shown on the screen, a young woman was tied to the bed. Her hair covered most of her face, but her body was stunning—curves that could make any man lose his mind. She twisted and writhed against the ropes like a serpent, her long, smooth legs moving sensually.
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