Evil_Villain

In his past life, Ethan Steele was an ordinary man living in a modern world—working a dead-end job, struggling through the monotony of daily life, and haunted by regrets of missed opportunities.

At the age of 23, his life came to a sudden, unexpected end in a car accident. As his consciousness faded into darkness, he was sure it was over.

But fate had other plans. In the divine realm, the God of Fate watched over the balance of life and death.

Ethan's untimely death was a mistake, an anomaly that diverged from the preordained path of his destiny. It wasn't yet his time to die, and so, the god decided to give him another chance.

"You were meant for greater things, Ethan Steele," the god's voice boomed. "To correct this error, I will reincarnate you in another world—one filled with magic, swords, kingdoms, and adventure. You shall be reborn, but you will not remember your past until the appointed time. There is, however, a... complication."

By divine error, the god accidentally bestowed Ethan with the Harem God System without having any idea about it.

This system is a powerful, reality-bending system that would allow him to charm and seduce influential women to build his harem, growing in strength and power with each conquest.

"Your memories of Earth will return on your seventh birthday. I hope you enjoy your life here in this world"

And with that, Ethan's soul was transported to a new world.

Harem Master: Seduction System

Alaric's question hangs in the air, thick with unspoken promises and shared desires. Cassandra's lips curve into a genuine smile this time, a soft, welcoming expression that melts away the last vestiges of tension in her shoulders.

"Yes, Alaric," she whispers, her voice now regaining its seductive huskiness. "I am ready for that bath." She takes a step towards him, her naked body moving with a newfound confidence, a subtle sway in her hips that makes Alaric's breath catch in his throat.

'She's really embracing this,' Alaric thinks, a surge of possessive pride swelling within him. 'My Auntie, my whore, finally mine in every way.' He watches, his ruby eyes burning with anticipation, as Cassandra reaches out, her hands gently resting on his tunic.

Romantic Time In Bath With Aunt Cassandra