Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives Chapter 1857: Board Games?

Villain Ch 1857. Board Gas?

Jane leaned forward, eyes sharp. "Just go full-blown. We’re past subtle. We’re so far past subtle it’s hilarious."

"So BDSM gas one?" Alice asked.

"Yup," Jane said without blinking.

"I brought the toys," Shea cut in, stretching like a cat who just heard dinner was early. "Straps, cuffs, all brand new. All sanitized. Don’t ask questions."

Azura looked like she was going to faint.

"...You brought what?"

Shea turned, gentle but firm. "Don’t worry, Azura. You don’t have to use them. Just... be ntally prepared."

Azura’s face went nuclear. "I-I—I didn’t even bring anything cute to wear!"

Larissa stepped in. "I brought you a set. Sky blue. Matches your shy act."

"I’m not—!" Azura started.

"You are," Vivian cut in. "But it’s fine. He loves it."

Azura buried her face in her hands. "Oh my God."

"I was going to prep a movie," Bella said, raising her hand. "Sothing softcore but tasteful. Mood-setting. But now I’m thinking—"

"Scratch it," Vivian said. "Just go for sexy music. No one’s watching anything. We won’t even make it to the second scene."

"You an second minute," Zoe corrected.

Alice was already flipping through her playlist. "Got it. Sensual jazz. A little alt-R&B."

"She’s building a sex mixtape," Jane said, deadpan.

"She’s already done it," Larissa corrected. "This is Alice."

Vivian laughed. "So. The plan’s simple."

Everyone looked at her.

She stood, dramatic as ever, hands on hips.

"He walks out. We look innocent. Cute. Casual."

"Fake innocent," Zoe muttered.

Vivian nodded. "And then, we obliterate him."

The room went quiet.

United.

Focused.

Azura whispered, "We’re... really doing this?"

Jane leaned closer, voice low and wicked. "You’re in too deep now, sweetheart. Welco to the sisterhood of sinners."

Alice winked. "It’s a blood pact, but make it horny."

Shea clapped her hands. "Let’s move. He won’t take that long in the shower."

"Give him ten minutes," Larissa said, heading to the hallway. "He’s efficient."

Bella followed. "Efficient and considerate. My type."

Vivian laughed. "Oh honey, he’s all our type."

The villa turned into a soft chaos of rustling bags, sliding fabric, and whispered comntary as lingerie was distributed like armor.

Matching sets.

Silks and straps.

Ribbons and lace.

All layered under soft sweaters, oversized shirts, or yoga pants—just enough to keep the illusion alive.

Zoe reapplied lip gloss.

Jane redid her eyeliner.

Shea put her hair up.

Vivian changed earrings—big hoops, dangerous energy.

Alice checked her playlist one last ti.

Azura... just paced.

"This is insane," she muttered.

"But fun," Jane added.

Azura groaned. "I hate how right that is."

The music started.

Soft.

Slow.

Sultry.

And when Allen stepped out of the bathroom, hair damp, clean clothes hugging him just right—shirt loose, collar low, sleeves rolled—he paused.

Because the girls were all sitting in the living room.

Lounging.

Chatting.

Looking almost normal.

Almost.

Sothing was off.

Their eyes.

Their posture.

The faint scent of perfu and plotted chaos in the air.

Allen narrowed his eyes slightly.

But said nothing.

He stepped closer, running a towel through his hair.

"Board gas?" he asked.

Alice smiled.

"Oh," she said.

"They’re ready."

Allen’s brow ticked up ever so slightly, but he didn’t comnt. He dropped the towel around his neck and walked toward them with the calm confidence of a man who had no idea he was walking into a trap.

He sat down in the middle of the semi-circle they had made, completely surrounded.

"Alright," he said, stretching an arm behind the couch, casually brushing against Zoe’s shoulder. "Let’s get started."

Larissa stood from her seat with her usual slow elegance, carrying a sleek white plate.

She set it down in the center of the coffee table.

Desserts.

Small squares of chocolate. Simple. Neat. No wrappers. No labels.

Just arranged like they were the most innocent things in the room.

Allen tilted his head. "Chocolates?"

Larissa smiled, slow and unreadable. "Just a little sweetness to keep us going."

Shea coughed into her hand.

Vivian looked away like she was holding in a laugh.

Azura bit her lip.

Hard.

The chocolates...

Let’s just say these weren’t from the grocery store.

These were the special order kind.

The wake-up-the-body-and-heat-up-the-room kind.

And Allen?

Had no idea. At least, that what they thought. Or maybe he already knew.

He reached out to grab one—

"Uh-uh."

Alice slapped his hand lightly.

"No peeking. No stealing."

She pulled a sleek black box onto the table and placed it beside the plate.

Elegant font. A touch of red foil on black velvet matte.

"DOMINION OF DESIRE"

"Subtext below: "Roll. Reveal. Obey."

"Of course you brought this one," Jane muttered, almost fond.

"Is this new?" Zoe asked.

"Limited edition," Alice said, proud. "Adult couples set. With group variant rules."

Allen glanced between them. "This doesn’t sound like Uno."

"It’s spicier Uno," Bella chirped.

"So..." Allen said slowly. "How does it work?"

Alice popped the lid and began pulling out the pieces.

Two card stacks—one marked with a blue and one with a pink.

Dice.

A mini hourglass.

And a folded booklet titled ’Scenario Roles and Safety Words.’

"We simplified the rules for tonight," Alice explained sweetly. "Two stacks. One for girls. One for you. Each round, one person draws a card. Then rolls the die. The number shows how many minutes the scene should last. Or in our case..."

She winked.

"...how long we pretend to play out the role."

"Pretend?" Allen echoed.

Vivian leaned in with a lazy grin. "Unless soone gets really committed."

Zoe muttered, "This is already dangerous."

Jane was already shuffling the female stack with one hand. "We’ll take turns. Allen included. Each ti soone draws, they have to eat a chocolate first. For luck."

"I like this rule," Shea said.

"You would," Bella replied.

Allen reached toward the male deck—

"Hey!" Alice batted his hand again. "No peeking."

He leaned back and lifted both hands. "Fine. Fine. I’ll behave."

He smiled.

Innocent.

Dangerous.

Unaware.

Or... pretending to be.

The girls weren’t sure anymore.

And that made it worse.

Larissa passed the plate of chocolates first.

Allen looked down, choosing one at random.

Bit into it.

It lted quickly, a little too smooth, a little too warm.

He didn’t react.

The girls...

Did.

Azura crossed her legs tightly.

Zoe sat straighter.

Vivian tilted her head like she was trying not to purr.