Harem of the Dragon Lord
Copyright© 2026 by BillMax
Chapter 29
The strong liquor had barely passed her lips when Serena Blake felt something was amiss.
Her body began to burn with an unbearable, inexplicable heat.
Deep within her, an insatiable desire began to stir.
This was an all too familiar feeling. Serena suddenly remembered this was exactly how she had felt after Madison Harrington poisoned her with an aphrodisiac.
Could it be that his apology was a sham? Was his real goal to drug me with an aphrodisiac?
The thought had barely crossed her mind when Serena whipped her head toward Viper Kane.
The smile he had worn just moments ago had twisted into a ferocious scowl. Zane Brock, sitting beside him, was staring at Serena with greedy eyes, looking as if he wanted to devour her alive.
“Bastard ... you ... you drugged me with an aphrodisiac?” Serena accused, her voice filled with rage.
Viper Kane sneered, “Oh? Reacting already? Senior Brother, this aphrodisiac you brought is pretty potent!”
“Of course it is! I paid a high price for this from the Shadowveil Order!” Zane Brock said proudly.
Serena’s heart sank. She realized she had to get out of this place immediately. Otherwise, she feared this night would not end well for her.
But as she tried to take a step, she felt a wave of dizziness, and her legs began to grow weak.
Seeing her attempt to leave, Zane Brock’s figure flickered. In an instant, he was blocking the door to the private room, which he promptly locked.
Serena panicked, her heart pounding in her chest. With trembling hands, she took out her phone to call Ethan Blackthorn. But before she could even dial, Zane Brock snatched the phone from her grasp.
Then, with a sneer, he said, “Beauty, who are you calling? I’m all you need. Don’t worry, I’m great in bed. I guarantee I’ll send you to the heavens!”
As he spoke, he started to advance on her.
Panicked, Serena scrambled backward until her back hit the wall. She was cornered.
Seeing this, Zane Brock’s smile grew even more hideous. “Beauty, don’t even try to hide. Just relax and enjoy it. I promise I’m much better than that beggar husband of yours!”
“That’s right! My Senior Brother’s skills in bed are definitely better than that stinking beggar’s!” Viper Kane added with a grin.
Serena’s beautiful face turned cold as she glared at the two scumbags before her.
The next second, she suddenly pulled a dagger from her waist and pressed it against her fair neck.
This was something she carried for self-defense. Ever since Madison Harrington had drugged her and she had lost her virginity to Ethan, Serena had started carrying a dagger with her as of last night. She knew many men in Silverton City had designs on her and was terrified of another incident. She just never expected it to happen again so soon.
Seeing the blade at her throat, Viper Kane gasped. He hadn’t expected Serena to be so ruthless, willing to take her own life to protect her honor. If she applied even the slightest pressure, blood would surely spill. Although he knew he wouldn’t get in trouble if she died here, he didn’t want to see it happen. After all, he still wanted to have his fun with a living, breathing Serena.
In contrast to Viper Kane’s shock, Zane Brock merely looked on with disdain.
He was an Earth Level Martial Artist. For him, disarming an opponent was easier than breathing.
His figure blurred, and in the next instant, the dagger was ripped from Serena’s hand and into Zane Brock’s.
Serena’s heart fell. She was panicking, truly and utterly panicking. But the sliver of reason she had left made her unwilling to be defiled like this. She suddenly screamed, hoping someone outside would hear her and get help from Ethan.
But as soon as she cried out, an enraged Zane Brock slapped her hard across the face.
Serena’s mind went completely blank, a loud ringing filling her ears. When the fiery pain registered, she came back to her senses.
“You fucking shameless bitch! You dare scream? Shit! When I’m fucking you later, I’ll give you something to scream about!” Zane Brock snarled.
As soon as he finished, Viper Kane said with a grin, “Senior Brother, don’t worry, the soundproofing in this private room is top-notch. Even if you screw this woman to death today, no one outside will hear a thing!”
“Junior Brother, are you serious?” Zane Brock asked, his face lighting up with surprise.
“Of course! The Third Master has had his fun with women in this private room countless times. No matter how wild it gets in here, not a single sound escapes to the outside!”
A sinister smirk spread across Zane Brock’s face.
Serena’s heart plunged into an abyss. Viper Kane was right. The soundproofing in this room was recording-studio quality. Once the door was closed, it was like a separate world.
At this realization, her heart began to sink to the depths of despair. Despair, a feeling more profound than any she had ever known, wrapped around her like an invisible net.
Her body began to tremble. And what made her even more desperate was the feeling of her rationality being slowly consumed by desire.
Serena knew this was the aphrodisiac taking effect. She knew with chilling certainty that once it fully took hold, she would lose all reason completely. She wouldn’t need these two scumbags to lift a finger; she would be the one to actively beg them for it.
Serena wanted to die. She truly wanted to die to preserve her honor. But her body had already gone limp, devoid of strength. She had no energy for anything but breathing.
Zane Brock could no longer hold back. Serena’s gorgeous face was now flushed with a seductive crimson, and her charming almond-shaped eyes were glistening with moisture.
He was about to pounce on her like a hungry wolf when Viper Kane suddenly stopped him.
“Senior Brother, don’t rush,” Viper Kane said with a sly grin. “The aphrodisiac is just starting to take effect. Didn’t this little vixen act all high and mighty before? Once the drug fully kicks in, she’ll be begging for it like a bitch in heat. Won’t that be much more satisfying?”
Zane Brock laughed heartily. “Junior Brother, you really know how to have fun! You’re right, this drug is incredibly potent. Once it takes effect, she’ll be begging like a bitch. Junior Brother, why don’t we enjoy her together?”
“Hehe, that’s exactly what I was thinking!”
Serena could no longer hear what the two scumbags were saying. All she felt was an unbearable itch deep inside her. Desire, like a savage beast, was furiously devouring her sanity.
After a few moments, her rationality was completely gone. Her body began to writhe and twist like a water snake.
Viper Kane sneered. “Senior Brother, the slut’s getting hot. Just wait and enjoy the show!”
Zane Brock leered back. “When we do her, record the whole thing. I want to send this ‘gift’ to that filthy beggar!”
“No problem! After we’re both done with this slut, we’ll let that stinking beggar come and watch!” Viper Kane said menacingly.
The words had barely left his mouth when—
BANG!
The door to the private room was blasted off its hinges, flying into the room.
Ethan Blackthorn walked in, his face ashen. But his eyes were as calm as an unfathomably deep abyss, ready to swallow the two pieces of trash before him at any moment.
“Filthy beggar, if you don’t want to die, get the hell out!” Zane Brock roared.
Yes, he wanted to kill someone. He had the prize right in his grasp, only for some filthy beggar to ruin it all. It was no wonder he was furious.
Ethan paid him no mind. With a wave of his hand, a cold glint disappeared into Serena’s body. It was the Xuantian Needle, a gift from his third master, fashioned from Celestial Black Iron. Serena instantly lost consciousness.
Ethan had done it on purpose. After all, he was about to commence a massacre, and it would be complicated if Serena were to be frightened by the sight.
Once that was done, Ethan turned to face Viper Kane and Zane Brock. His gaze shifted, becoming as sharp as a newly drawn sword, potent enough to strike fear into their hearts.
Viper Kane shuddered. He, after all, had witnessed Ethan’s skills firsthand. But then he had a second thought.
My senior brother is an Earth Level Martial Artist. What good are a few skills? In front of my senior brother, this beggar is nothing but trash!
At that thought, the fear in Viper Kane’s heart vanished without a trace, and he even let out a disdainful sneer.
Zane Brock, on the other hand, bellowed with rage, “You filthy beggar, if you know what’s good for you, stand in the corner and get a nice, long look while I screw your wife! Otherwise, I’ll kill you right now!”
“Exactly! Get the hell to the side!” Viper Kane added with a sinister laugh. “After we’ve had our fun, if we’re in a good mood, we might even let a filthy beggar like you have a turn.”
Ethan nodded. “Good. Very good.” His voice was utterly devoid of warmth, as cold as eternal ice.
“What are your last words?” Ethan asked, his voice chilling.
BOOM!
Zane Brock felt like he was about to explode with rage. How dare a filthy beggar speak such arrogant nonsense.
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