I Want to Milk That *

Villain Ch 1409. I Want to Milk That *

"Didn't expect this at all," he muttered under his breath.

Zoe smirked, pouring a glass of wine and handing it to him. "Then enjoy it."

Allen's lips twitched, but he didn't argue.

Shea, meanwhile, lit a candle—the soft, warm scent of vanilla and sandalwood filling the air. Alice dimmed the lights, just enough to make the atmosphere softer, more intimate.

Then… music.

A slow, deep rhythm hummed through the room. Something meant for relaxation. Something meant to unwind.

Allen blinked, staring at them. "What the hell did you all do with the real you?"

Jane chuckled, sliding onto the couch beside him. "We just realized we were fighting a losing battle."

"Mm." Allen exhaled slowly as Larissa kneaded at his neck. "Smart choice."

There was no smugness in his voice. No teasing victory. Just acceptance.

They weren't losing. They weren't submitting.

They were choosing this.