The door opened.
One by one, the women walked in.
With the exact grins he had imagined them to have.
Grins that told him that they wouldn’t let him forget.
The women walked in like winners.
Like queens returning from war with trophies in their hands.
Skyla almost bounced, grinning ear to ear. Edda’s smile looked sinful. Vyriana’s eyes gleamed with smug pride. Astaria’s gaze was steady, but her lips were lifted. Rune looked like she wanted to laugh out loud. Lane was quiet, but her eyes said everything. Aeliana’s stare was sharp, almost daring him to speak first.
Felberta came in with calm steps, but even she had that tiny curve at the corner of her lips. The kind that only showed when she knew she had him.
The others were no different. They all had that same smug look on their faces, even Sharnoth.
Shadow walked in last, arms crossed, chin raised like she was about to announce a verdict.
And Allura... lingered near the back, half-hidden behind Aisha, like she wanted to be invisible.
Slowly, the women walked in and climbed on the bed.
The same bed where they had... done it all.
The bed was obviously enormous—wide enough for all of them to do... whatever they wanted.
Some women sat on the edge, some sat close. Some laid back carelessly and within seconds, the enormous bed was full.
Twenty wives.
One man.
Twenty-one bodies, in a single bed.
And the feeling in the room was loud even without words.
Victory.
Edda leaned forward first, eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Oh, look.
He’s awake,"
she said sweetly.
"Did you sleep well?"
Skyla giggled.
"A whole month.
Pathetic."
Vyriana clicked her tongue.
"Don’t be mean. He tried."
Rune chuckled.
"He tried, yes."
Aisha smiled in a way that wasn’t kind at all.
They were all grinning. All of them. Like they had agreed on it beforehand.
They weren’t just happy.
They were here to rub it in.
Nux’s smirk deepened.
He leaned back against the pillows, relaxed, one arm resting behind his head. He looked at them like a king watching his court pretend they weren’t obsessed.
"Yes, yes, I know."
He said calmly.
"Do you?"
Shadow’s grin widened.
Felberta didn’t speak, but the mischief was there, even in her eyes.
"Yes, I remember I lost."
Skyla puffed her cheeks.
"You lost badly."
Lyriana raised her hand like she was counting.
"Terribly,"
Thyra added, nodding seriously as if this was an official report.
"And we won,"
Even Aeliana was grinning ear to ear.
The bed seemed to grow warmer from all that smugness.
Nux let them have it for a few seconds. He watched their expressions, their body language, the way they sat just a little closer than normal.
It felt... good to see them ’work together’ like this.
It was... amusing.
But of course, he couldn’t let them have all of it either.
Therefore, he moved.
He sat forward, close enough that the room’s attention all fell on him. His open shirt fell wider, showing more of his chest.
He didn’t fix it.
He would be a fool if he did.
After all, in a moment like this, it was a weapon.
Then, he reached out and took Felberta’s hand gently, innocently even.
Felberta blinked once, but didn’t pull away.
Nux brought her knuckles to his lips, kissed them lightly, then looked up at her with a quiet smile.
"You look proud,"
He murmured.
"It suits you, you should wear this look more often."
"D-Don’t try to flirt your way out of this!"
Felberta tried to stay calm but her stutter gave her away.
Nux’s eyes flickered with amusement.
Then he shifted slightly and reached for Aeliana’s hand next, fingers sliding into hers like it was natural, like it was his birthright.
Aeliana’s gaze sharpened, but her grip tightened around his.
"Did you enjoy it?"
He asked.
"Of course I did."
The Vampire did not crack.
"That’s all I wanted."
He whispered softly as he kissed her hand as well.
Just like that, Nux continued to move. One by one, he reached everyone. He brushed past Skyla’s cheek with the back of his fingers. Skyla froze for half a second, then giggled like she hadn’t been boasting a moment ago.
He leaned near Rune and whispered something too low for others to hear. Rune’s confident look faltered, then she clicked her tongue and looked away, annoyed at herself.
Nux’s grin grew.
He wasn’t doing anything outrageous.
He was only doing what he always did.
Stealing their focus, taking control without using any force. He was using a weapon far stronger than any force.
And it worked.
His golden eyes turned purple as he looked at his wives with amused, seductive playfulness. His open shirt that did not hide his well-built chest and those strong abs only added to the damage as he crawled toward his women, slowly, deliberately, with the grin on his face never fading.
One by one, the smug looks softened.
The proud grins turned into something else.
The winners started acting like wives again.
Even Vyriana’s proud posture shifted, her eyes lingering on Nux longer than before. Astaria was no different, her calm gaze grew heavier, looking at Nux with... strong desire again.

Aisha giggled. The Succubus looked... absolutely adorable.
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