Is this Reverse NTR?

** Huh, y'all guessed the girl wrong xD . Anyways, like I said, harem stuff is not decided. I want Atleast decent buildup before that. I left it somewhat open ended. If ya'll want her gone , I won't keep her in future harem. But context is important.

Mc isn't gonna be perfect, and he'll screw things up sometimes, just like us. But that's life. This chapter will answer some of the questions you might have had. If you ever see plot hole or loose end, don't worry, it is there on purpose. I like to drop some clues or hints in my stories for future.

Anyways, enjoy the bonus chapter. Tomorrow's chapter will be a little late. I ned to catch up with patreon schedule.

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Edward sat with his arms crossed, glaring at the woman across from him. No, the goddess across from him, still unapologetically naked, sitting like it was the most natural thing in the world.

She sat comfortably on the edge of the large bed, her golden hair spilling over her shoulders and back , her curves on full display beneath the soft light pouring in from the windows.

She met his intense stare with a hopeful, guilty smile that didn't quite match the chaotic mess going inside his head.

He coughed and looked away, eyes briefly betraying him as they darted back to her body. "Alright," he muttered, frustrated. "Explain. Properly."

The goddess tilted her head, a light blush dusting her cheeks despite her shamelessness. Her voice was soft, almost tender.

"Let me introduce myself properly then beloved. Though… I did say it last night." She giggled, eyes twinkling. "But you were rather… aggressive at the time."

Edward's face reddened instantly, and he cleared his throat again. "Just say it."

With an elegant motion, she sat up straighter. "My name is Hera. Queen of the Olympians."

Edward froze. 'Nani Da Fuck!'

"And before you say anything—" she raised a hand gently, "I no longer have anything to do with that bastard Zeus. I have severed our marriage." The way she spat the name dripped with venom. Her beautiful face momentarily twisted in disgust.

Edward's heart sank. His eyes widened in slow horror as he clutched his temples. "No. No, not now. Don't tell me, Did I just NTR Zeus? What the actual fuck.

Wait—she seduced me, so does that make it… reverse NTR?"

He stood up, started pacing. "What is my life?! I just wanted to kill some gods, not bang one! Why couldn't I just sleep with a normal woman?!"

Behind him, Hera chuckled, amused and yet clearly remorseful. She stood as well, reaching out to place a gentle hand on his knee as he sat back down, burying his face in his palms.

"Calm down, dear. It's… my fault, truly," she said, her voice softer now. "I didn't plan for it to go this far. But…" Her eyes lingered on his face. "I'm glad it did."

He recoiled slightly. "Finish your story. I need to know everything."

Hera gave a small, sheepish sigh and walked toward the mirror, her bare form bathed in light. She smiled as she traced her fingers over the marks on her fair skin left by Edward. She shuddered, then turned back toward him with a more serious expression, then began.

"After you slaughtered Ares, Artemis, and Heracles yesterday, Hermes made it back to Olympus. He reported to the others that you might be… one of his bastard sons."

Her lip curled in disgust. "I admit, I was furious. Not because of you, but because I thought perhaps he had broken Olympus' newest decree already. A law that banned the creation of new demi-gods."

Her voice cracked a little, and she turned her face from him, fists clenched.

"I thought maybe, he'd changed after that law. Then this happens. But when I spoke, In front of all the gods… he struck me."

Edward's eyes narrowed. That's a dick move even if it's Hera.

"He'd hit me before," she added, quieter now. "But never like that. Not in front of the entire Pantheon. Not with that look in his eyes. I had never felt so… humiliated."

She turned to face him again, her eyes shimmering.

"So I left. I abandoned Olympus, swearing I'd never return. And in my hatred, I thought of you, the one who killed Poseidon, Ares , Heracles, and Artemis like they were nothing. The one who stood against gods without fear. I thought… maybe I could use your strength to destroy him."

Edward's eyes flashed. "Use me? You planned all this?"

Hera looked down guiltily. "At first, yes. I tracked you to that village. I saw how you saved those people. And then… to get closer to you, I took on a mortal form, Cassia, and approached you. You wouldn't have talked to me if I appreared as a goddess."

His mouth tightened into a cold line. "And your plan was to seduce me into doing your bidding?"

Her voice lowered to a whisper. "It was . I intended to get you drunk first, then to use a love potion and an enchantment to bind your heart to me."

The air around Edward shifted—his presence flaring like a brewing storm. "You wanted to enslave me," he said slowly, his voice ice-cold. His eyes glowed faintly, tinged with red.

Hera stepped forward in panic and dropped to her knees beside him. "Edward, please—don't be angry. Let me finish. That was my previous intention, yes. But everything changed."

" How Convenient."

"When I kissed you, it was… the first time I had kissed anyone since Zeus. I wasn't prepared for what I felt. Something stirred in me, deeply, profoundly. I felt drawn to you . I couldn't go through with the plan. I just… wanted to be close to you."

He looked at her skeptically, biting back the thousand questions burning in his throat.

"That still doesn't explain why I don't remember anything about last night. Or how you masked your divinity."

She stood again, brushing her long hair aside. "The bracelet I wore last night—it seals my divine aura but retains my immortality. As for the memory…"

She rubbed her arm, looking away. "I may have added… a strong aphrodisiac to the wine for extra measure. I needed you to be interested in me."

Edward nearly exploded. "What is wrong with you?!"

"I wasn't lying when I said it was to give me courage! I have never done this before, and I was still hesitant." she said quickly. "But once we got inside the hut… and the clothes came off, Rather than excited, I panicked. I was scared. Scared you'd take what you wanted and walk away, just like he always did. "

Her fingers curled into fists.

"So I poured the love potion into my mouth, planning to share it with you during a kiss. Equally binding us to each other. None would hold control over the other, just be in love. If I had bad intentions, I could have put that in the wine. But before I could…"

She trailed off.

"What?" he asked warily.

"You bent me over the bed and… took me from behind rather.. forcefully. You were, um… very excited, due to the wine. When you took me by surprise, I accidentally swallowed the whole dose." Her face turned scarlet.

Edward groaned covering his face, " This is embarrassing."

"The enchantment overwhelmed me completely. My body, my soul, my heart—they all became yours. Permanently. So when you ravished me the whole night, I didn't stop you, rather let you do whatever you pleased. We did things I never let even my former husband do." She looked away cheeks flushed, " But I enjoyed it. So did you."

Edward's expression darkened. "Maybe because I was drugged! So you basically mindfucked yourself when the target was myself."

"I didn't mean to!" Hera exclaimed. "But now… I can't lie to you. I can't hurt you. I can't disobey your words. The enchantment sees you as my bonded one, and, because I used my divine authority over marriage to strengthen it, it's unbreakable."

He stared at her, stunned. "So you used divine magic to create a forced, eternal marriage bond between us… by accident."

"I… yes." She looked heartbroken. "But the feelings are real. The potion doesn't create love, it amplifies what's already there. I don't know how or when it happened… but I fell for you."

Edward lost it, " How! We literally met last night! "

Hera looked frustrated, " I don't know. We gods don't feel emotions like humans. Our emotions are more deeper and harder to control. If I didn't hold any love towards you, the potion would have never worked. Why do you think I tried to seduce you? You had to feel even a hint of love towards me first before I gave you the potion. Like I said, it wasn't all false. "

[" Oh wait, now that I think of it, I removed the charm limiters after that kiss to not make a fool of myself! Did this also play a role?] Edward winced internally.

Edward dragged a hand across his face. "How do we undo this?"

Hera's face fell. "We… can't. Not unless I die. And I'd rather not test that."

Edward sighed and thought, ["Just great. My first time having sex, and I not only got roofied, also got into a forced relationship ! I blame you Satan, you spread your bad luck to me!"]

She looked up at him, her eyes vulnerable and tearful. "Why do you want to undo it? Do you find me lacking in beauty or charm? I am not lesser than any mortal women, even goddesses. You said it yourself, that you find me attractive."

He stared at her, incredulous. "There are so many things wrong with this I don't even know where to start! You drugged me. You used magic. You tried to enslave me, but got reversed. You think I'm just gonna fall at your feet because you're some hot goddess? The only reason I'm not lashing out is because despite everything, I did sleep with you."

Hera muttered softly, " You didn't sleep until morning or let me sleep."

Edward gave her a glare.

She flinched, but he wasn't done.

"You're pretty, Hera. I'll give you that." He looked her dead in the eye. "Pretty crazy, that is."

*****

Edward sat on the edge of the shattered wooden bed, his eyes cast downward, his expression like stone. The memories of the night before still lingered like phantom smoke—heat, movement, whispered moans in the dark. But now, they felt poisoned.

His muscles were still sore from the battles, from divine rage, from the slaughter of gods. And now due to the madness of last night. Hera. The Queen of the Gods. Naked and kneeling before him, begging for something he wasn't sure he could give.

"Please…" Her voice broke like porcelain. "Edward… beloved"

She wrapped her arms around his leg, pressing her face into his thigh as her tears wet his skin. She clung to him like a woman drowning. Her golden hair flowed over her shoulders, strands catching the light as she trembled.

"I didn't mean for it to go this far," she whispered, her voice shaking. "But I can't live without you now. I can't breathe without you. My heart is chained to yours. Even if you leave me and go away, I'll probably die of heartbreak within a month."

He didn't move. Not a muscle. His hand flexed, barely containing the urge to push her away. Not out of hatred, out of confusion.

She had drugged him. Lied to him. Bound herself to him with divine magic.

And yet… her voice. It wasn't the voice of a schemer now. It was the voice of a woman unmade by guilt.

"I don't expect forgiveness," she sobbed, pressing herself closer. Her full breasts swayed as she leaned against his leg, their softness warm against his skin, making his jaw clench. "But I love you, Edward. I love you."

His jaw tightened. Love. Was this Love ? It didn't feel like it. If he was a shitty guy, he would have taken advantage of this , use her and her knowledge, then discard her when it was done. But he wasn't that kind of man. But he couldn't accept her either.

"I swear, I'll never betray you again. I'll obey your every word. If you want to kill Zeus, I'll show you how. If you want the throne of Olympus, it's yours. If you want me to stay… I'll follow you into the pits of Tartarus. If you fall, I shall join you in death."

He still didn't respond. But his breathing was slower now. Measured. The anger had not gone, but it was no longer roaring. It smoldered in his chest like an ember waiting for air.

She lifted her face slightly, still pressed to his leg. "You can even take other wives. As many as you want. I won't complain. I'll welcome them. I'll lie with them too, if that's your desire." She looked up at him now, her blue eyes wide with desperate sincerity. "I'll warm your bed with them every night. Just… let me stay at your side."

Edward closed his eyes, groaning softly.

"You think offering yourself and a dozen women will fix this?" he said bitterly.

Her lips trembled. "No," she whispered. "But I'll do anything—everything—to earn your forgiveness."

He opened his eyes, glaring down at her. "You tried to enchant me. You tried to bind my will to yours. If that worked , I would not be able to even argue back to you."

"I did not go through with it!" she cried. "I couldn't! I couldn't force you, not after I saw the kind of man you were. I wanted you to want me back. So I decided to share the potion. I'm yours now. In every way."

She lifted herself slightly, kneeling upright now, taller. Her hands still clutching his thighs. Her fair skin glowed in the light, every inch of her divine beauty on full display. Her generous breasts heaved with each sob, and Edward, despite his fury, found it harder and harder to ignore them.

He cursed under his breath and looked away. "You're not making this easier."

"I don't want it to be easy," she whispered. " You can punish me however you wish. I just want to stay by your side. Let me fight with you. Let me burn Olympus down with you."

Edward turned his head sharply. "No."

She blinked.

"I said no," he repeated, firmer now. "This isn't your war anymore, Hera. You've done enough . I don't need another distraction. I need my mind clear."

"But—"

"I don't trust you."

Those words hit her harder than a blade. She recoiled as though slapped, her grip loosening on his legs. She lowered her head. "I understand."

There was silence for a long while.

Edward finally stood up, towering over her. She knelt there, not even bothering to cover herself, trembling in shame, in fear, in longing.

He stared at her for a moment longer, the weight of the moment pressing down on his shoulders. Then he spoke.

"Go to Themiscyra."

She looked up at him, shocked. "What?"

"Go. Stay with the Amazons. You said they're loyal to you, right?"

She nodded slowly.

"Then go there. Wait. Stay out of sight until this is finished."

Her lip quivered. "You don't want me to fight with you?"

He stepped closer, looking her in the eye. "I don't want you dying on the battlefield like some idiot who doesn't know what side she's on."

Her breath caught in her throat.

"I'll handle the rest," he said. "All of them. They're mine."

"But...."

"No." His voice left no room for argument. "You want forgiveness? Then listen to me when I give you a command."

That silenced her.

She nodded slowly, the glint of divine pride finally slipping beneath the weight of guilt. She rose to her feet, silent tears still falling as she reached for his face. Edward allowed her.

Hera felt relieved and embraced him , her head on his chest. She brought out a small orb from nothing." This orb contains our memories together last night. After I swallowed the potion, I knew you might not remember everything clearly.... So I recorded it. To help you remember the love we shared."

Edward was speechless. " Did she just say she and I made a fuckin sextape! What is she, Kim Kardashian's ancestor? " He wanted say something but held himself noticing her pitiful look.

Just before she left, she turned her head over her shoulder.

"I'll go," she said softly. "I'll wait. I'll never stop waiting, even if it means my end."

Edward looked away, jaw clenched.

As she vanished in a flash of golden light, he stood alone in the shattered room. He exhaled slowly, his fists curling at his sides.

"Damn it…"

She was beautiful. Complicated. Dangerous. Loyal in all the wrong ways.

She was also the first woman he'd ever been with.

He looked down at the orb, thinking if he should even watch it.

" Should I? That's gotta be awkward as the dude in the video is me! But this was also my first time! I want to be able to remember it at least. Yeah..... This is not for something bad. It's for science..." Edward nodded sagely.

All of a sudden , Saber spoke in his mind . [ Ehem... Edward... You might not want to watch that.]

"Whoa! Don't do that! You surprised me dude." Edward took a few deep breaths. " But why not ? Is it that bad? "

Saber spoke after a few moments, " Let's just say , whatever she said was true. And you have sufficiently.... punished her."]

Gilgamesh joined in .[ "Fuhahaha. I have to say mongrel, I didn't think you had it in you. You showed her who's boss. Although I don't like these so called goddesses, You have my permission to fornicate with her. No wonder she is so obedient and willing to do anything for you."]

Edward paused in horror ," Wait a minute! You guys saw it all ? You damn perverted voyeurs!"

Caster chimed in with his rational voice,[" I will teach you some magic to shield your perception from us, in case of future accidents.]

Edward groaned. "Can this day get any worse ! "

Suddenly, a loud booming voice echoed through the skies, " God slayer, I Zeus , the king of Olympus, hereby challenge you to a battle. Come to Mount Olympus, I await your presence.If you don't show up, these precious mortals you cherish so much will all perish today."

Edward didn't say anything and just got up. He was feeling pissed, and a punching bag had just delivered itself.

Time to finish it all.