Rise of the NTR Villain 1: An Isekai NTR Cheating Harem Fantasy by N. T. Robinson

Author:N. T. Robinson [Robinson, N. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2024-03-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I killed time until midnight, chilling out at tea shops and bars. Then I went to Fiora’s house, which was several buildings down from the Work Badge Center.

I went around to the back window and knocked. I waited. No response. I knocked again. Still no response.

I cursed. It was awfully cold out in the snow. My teeth chattered. My lips were blue. Why wasn’t Fiora responding? Was she ignoring me? Or had she forgotten all about me?

On a whim, I tried opening the window. To my surprise, it responded, sliding open with a soft squeak.

“Who leaves their windows unlocked?” I muttered, climbing inside.

The room was dark. Even with the moonlight streaming in I couldn’t see much of anything. A few shadow pieces of furniture against the wall. And a bundle of blankets shaped like a body in the center of the room.

That must be Fiora. She fell asleep on me … That bitch.

Time to play a little prank on her.

I tiptoed over to the cot. I lay down behind Fiora’s sleeping body, spooning it from behind. I whispered naughty things into her ear.

Fiora shifted in her sleep. She mumbled:

“Yes! Don’t stop.”

Her voice didn’t sound like I remembered. It sounded … dried out. It was like someone had stuffed corn husks into her vocal cords.

Fiora shifted again, pressing her body into mine. She felt wrong. Too bony. Not enough flesh. The sheets fell off her. She turned. I saw her face in the moonlight.

“AHHHHHH! A GHOST!”

The face under the sheets was wrinkled. There was a hook nose and sallow wrinkled skin. Her hair was pure white and I could see patches of scalp through her thin hair.

I scrambled away, back toward the wall, preparing to throw myself back out into the snow the way I had come.

“What is it?!” Fiora came running into the room, her hair wet, a towel wrapped around her hips. Her breasts were fully exposed.

“Wait,” I said. “If you’re Fiora then who is …”

Fiora’s grandma rolled over onto all fours. She smacked her lips and purred. Still asleep, she began to crawl toward me, lips puckered for a kiss. I scrambled away on all fours.

Fiora began to laugh.

“What? You tried to feel up on my grandma? Serves you right!”

“You told me this was your room,” I hissed at her. “This is horrific! I fondled the wrong woman! I’ll be traumatized for life. Again!”

“It is my room,” Fiora said, stifling a laugh. “Grandma and I share. We’re not rich, especially since my parents died in a fire several years ago.”

She looked sad for a moment but, at the sight of me escaping from her grandmother, her expression brightened. She giggled. Still,” she said, “I didn’t know you were into cougars, Morgan.”

“Actually, I am into cougars.” I stiff-armed the sleep-crawling Grandma to keep her off of me. She was trying to pull off my pants. “But your grandma is too much cougar even for me …”

Fiora laughed and watched me struggle for what felt like two hours. Then,

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