The Psychopath's Harem



"Coward," Nyx muttered under her breath, her eyes fixed on the disappearing shadow of Irene on the distant horizon.

The approaching figure of Xia Shuiyao, however, drew her attention. With effortless grace, her speed slowed as she descended towards the ground, her feet touching down as light as a feather.

"Tian, you've actually returned?" Xia Shuiyao's voice was soft, tinged with genuine surprise. 

Xia Tian observed her closely, taking in the subtle improvements in her figure.

Her curves seemed to have filled out, particularly her breasts, enhancing her overall charm. And her flawless skin, it only added to her allure.

Xia Tian couldn't help but give her a slap on the butt. "It's 'brother'," he reminded her with a smirk.

Xia Shuiyao's face flushed crimson, a mix of embarrassment and amusement.

How had he not forgotten about that already?

"Brother," she finally managed to utter, her voice laced with self-consciousness.

With each passing day, it felt more and more shameful to address him in such an intimate way, especially now that she was a mother.

"Where is Yanyan? Wasn't she with you?" Xia Shuiyao asked, concern evident in her voice as she glanced around, searching for her missing daughter.

However, Xia Tian's wasn't in mood to answer her right now, he glanced towards the naked Nyx, lying on the ground, waiting for them to finish the pleasantries.

"Take us somewhere clean," Xia Tian commanded.

Without hesitation, Nyx nodded, a swirl of shadows enveloping the trio before whisking them away to their destination. 

In an instant, they found themselves standing in a grand, opulent bedroom. The room was adorned with intricate decorations and furnished with only the rarest and most exquisite items.

The walls were adorned with tapestries depicting enchanting landscapes, each brushstroke capturing the beauty of a different realm.

Golden chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a soft, ethereal glow on the surroundings. The bed, an extravagant masterpiece, was adorned with silk sheets of the finest quality, draping over it like a shimmering waterfall.

Xia Shuiyao's eyes widened in awe as she took in the grandeur of the room.

Her fingers brushed against the smooth marble surface of an intricately carved statue, the craftsmanship so delicate that it seemed to come alive under her touch.

She felt like she had stepped into a treasure trove, surrounded by wealth beyond her wildest imagination.

"What is this place?" she murmured, her voice filled with wonder and curiosity.

Even with all her knowledge and experiences, she couldn't help feeling a sense of awe at the splendor that lay before her. 

A grin played on Xia Tian's lips as he watched Xia Shuiyao's reaction. "This, my dear sister, used to be my villa," he replied, his voice filled with hints of amusement. "Although calling it a villa would be an understatement, don't you think?"

Xia Tian, standing at the center of the room, smiled faintly, his gaze focused on Nyx.

But before he could respond, he felt a soft, familiar body press up against his back. Nyx's playful voice floated into his ears, tinged with amusement.

"Irene would greatly regret her decision," she mused, her voice like silk. "She chose to escape, thinking that she could avoid getting her hands dirty. But you had asked me to change locations, wouldn't that be equivalent to suffering a loss for her?"

A ripple of amusement danced in Xia Tian's eyes as he glanced at Nyx over his shoulder. 

The sheer audacity of Irene's actions and her miscalculated assumptions amused him greatly.

A certain cold woman found herself at a loss for words, her mind unable to fully comprehend the conversation unfolding before her.

As Xia Tian tossed both women onto the luxurious bed, the air crackled with anticipation. With a deliberate grace, he swiftly removed their clothing, leaving the cold woman's body completely exposed.

A delicate shiver ran through her, her skin reacting to the coolness of the room and the intensity of his gaze.

Helpless and vulnerable, the cold woman turned her head to the side, revealing the creamy expanse of her neck.

Her eyes trembled with a mix of nervousness and desire, her voice caught in her throat as she struggled to form the words she longed to ask about their daughter.

Yet, in that moment, she knew it was a luxury she could not afford.

She was here, lying naked, prepared to surrender herself completely, her mind consumed by the impending devouring that awaited her.

"Haha, sister, tell me, is my face there or here?" Xia Tian's voice laced with amusement, his words teasing and enchanting.

Amidst this charged atmosphere, Xia Shuiyao's heartbeat quickened, and she turned around her head to face him.

As she gazed into Xia Tian's mesmerizing silver eyes, her anticipation grew.

The word "sister" that he playfully used evoked an odd mixture of emotions within her, but she found herself nonetheless drawn to the familiarity it conveyed.

As she mustered the courage to meet his gaze, her breath hitched as she took in his enchanting allure.

The contrast between Xia Shuiyao's fair skin and her rising emotions was evident. Each shift in her feelings was reflected in the delicate blush that colored her cheeks, causing her porcelain-like complexion to take on a faint rosy hue.

Xia Tian found great amusement in the transformation he witnessed.

This woman, once a seemingly unbreakable statue of ice, was gradually melting into something far more pliable and enticing - akin to a soft and alluring piece of jade, ready to be sculpted and adored.

Xia Tian's thumb continued to caress Xia Shuiyao's red lips, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. "Your body is still cold," he remarked, his words laced with both concern and desire.

He was all too aware of her unique physique, which kept her perpetually cool.

Meanwhile, Nyx, unable to resist her curiosity, tentatively extended her finger and poked Xia Shuiyao's cheek. The instant contact with her icy skin startled Nyx, causing her to recoil like a frightened child. The coldness was undeniable, leaving Nyx both intrigued and amused. 

Xia Shuiyao found herself at a loss, torn between laughter and tears.

She, too, was acutely aware of her frigid nature, but what could she do about it?

Summoning a surge of courage, Xia Shuiyao dared to flirt with Xia Tian, her voice trembling. "...D-Doesn't brother like me like that? I-I still have something warm, though..." Her words escaped her lips, leaving her feeling a deep sense of shame and embarrassment.

Nyx, slightly taken aback by Xia Shuiyao's comment, leaned in and whispered, "What is warm?" Her curiosity piqued, she awaited Xia Shuiyao's response.

Xia Shuiyao's face instantly flushed crimson, her embarrassment reaching new heights. What had she just said?

Her mind raced, trying to rationalize her slip of the tongue.

Had she hit her head?

Was she not in her right state of mind?

The more she dwelled on it, the more she wished she could disappear beneath the covers and never emerge again.

A surge of panic and disbelief washed over her.

She was not a shameless woman!

No matter how much she tried to justify her words, the damage had already been done.

Xia Tian let out a hearty laugh, his amusement echoing through the room, amplifying Xia Shuiyao's embarrassment. He glanced sideways, catching sight of his daughter's wide-eyed curiosity.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Xia Tian inquired playfully, "Do you want to experience the warmth for yourself?"

Nyx nodded eagerly, her curiosity piqued by the intriguing question.

Xia Shuiyao clenched her lips tightly, determined to remain silent, hoping to blend into the room as a mere statue.

The laughter continued to resonate, but suddenly, Xia Shuiyao felt a warm hand slowly slide between her thighs, spreading them apart.

A gentle touch grazed her sensitive clit and trailed a path along her labia, causing a shiver to run down her spine.

Before she could fully grasp the situation, Xia Tian's finger slipped inside her wet and inviting vaginal hole.

Xia Shuiyao's widened eyes mirrored the sheer surprise and pleasure washing over her.

Not content with just exploring her intimate depths, Xia Tian boldly captured her lips in an intense and passionate kiss, their mouths melding together with a hunger and desire that overwhelmed her senses.

As their mouths fused in a heated embrace, Xia Shuiyao could taste the icy chill of her own lips against his warmly tingling tongue.

And just when she thought the sensations couldn't get any stranger, Xia Tian's finger, still buried deep within her, reached out towards Nyx.

Hesitant but intrigued, Nyx parted her lips and took him into her mouth, experiencing the contrasting sensation of his heated touch against her cool tongue.

In that moment, a realization flashed through Nyx's mind, her eyes widening with the shocking revelation.

She found herself staring at Xia Shuiyao's pelvic region, understanding the inconceivable truth.

Xia Shuiyao's body remained cold, but the depths within her were enshrouded in a comforting warmth.

It was as if winter reigned outside, while an eternal summer existed within her core.

The absurdity of the situation sent a shiver down Nyx's spine, momentarily overwhelming her.

How could Xia Tian feel such a stark contrast in sensations, wouldn't this unique pleasure made him reach heaven?

The contrast between external coldness and the intimate warmth within Xia Shuiyao seemed to defy all logic and reason.