Supreme Villain: Seducing the Heroines

Amon's red sportscar raced down an empty lane, the dirty streets and poor slum area of Shazong starkly contrasting to his expensive car, and their walls made of paper material, lack of cooking appliances and shared toilets.

'What a horrid place, these people happy to blame everyone else for their misfortune.'

He didn't dislike the poor and value the rich; instead, from his countless lives, he valued those that would work hard and were unlikely to betray.

His eyes scanned the scantly clad females heading to work, the unshaven and dirty males sitting on their soggy boxes and crates eating almost spoilt apples and other fruits.

'Not here...'

There was a man, or rather a young adult, that Amon was looking for; he was of Eastern descent and quite talented in stocks and development.

Although he couldn't be said to be number one, as with all novels, the protagonist was the only real pro; be it business, stocks, or calligraphy they usually topped everything.

'I wish I were like that...'

"Hahahahaha! No, I don't!" Amon began to laugh, tapping the steering wheel with a happy rhythm; what he enjoyed most in this new life was improving and learning new things since he gained sentience.

He spent most evenings after dual cultivating studying, be it law, business or even the places of pleasure in a woman's body to make them improve more during their cultivation.

'Whoever made this cultivation technique is a guru! A true master!' the more you make your lover climax, the more pure and powerful the circulation between the pair, the more affection..., and the more cycles you can endure together.

[...]

"Almost there; I wonder how that girl is doing... Her name was... uhm... She tries to sleep with the MC to soothe her broken heart, then gets rejected, but still see's him as her idol."

[It's a shame she couldn't know Ethan's true thoughts.]

'Ah, he finds her filthy because she slept with Erlang...so stupid.'

[Will you use her as a cauldron?]

Amon's car turned the right corner, and the expensive bar of Ming Xue came into his sight, the familiar face of a certain Germanian maid, but today she wore a tight suit and long black skirt while standing beside the entrance waiting while browsing her phone.

Ding!

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Oi, where the fuck are you, ah?

I've been waiting for 2 hours... Are you banging that damn pigeon slut again?

Hurry, or I'll lie to Ming Xue that you violated me!

Hehe~

Brrrrr! His car quickly zoomed down the road, causing all eyes to face his car, those walking home, those on their lunch; even Elma was forced to look up as she saw him sticking his middle finger up at her with a wide smile.

'Ah, what is that smile about? Why do I telling her to fuck off make her so happy!?'

[Master, it's almost like you've not been sleeping with her multiple times a day for nearly a week...]

'She wouldn't move affection just because of that; Elma is much harder to capture than that.'

The engine's howl stopped as he pulled back the handbrake, removed the ignition key and slipped out the vertical door.

"Yo! Fat cat, how are you doing? Did you wait for me lon--"

Woosh!

Elma's body sprang into the air, spinning twice, as she tried to land a spinning roundhouse and heel kick on his body, using a 3rd Stage Body Creation level of power.

Amon easily dodged it, tilting his body to the right while his hands grasped her inner thighs, sliding close to her tiger's den as she flicked her foot off the wall, stumbling backwards with light steps.

'See, this little tigress hates me for sure; just because I make her cum, it doesn't mean anything other than her getting stronger for her revenge.'

"Oh, you little bastard, much better!"

"Hmph... I see you nice a hairy as always."

"Isn't that how you like to eat your pussy?"

"Tsk... no class, woman."

"Heh... big dick oaf!"

Somehow they seemed to be fighting; the bouncers even worried about bloodshed, both knowing the true face of Elma, who pretended to be that gentle brunette in the bar.

"Hey! Dingzi, shame about Erlang... I hope you managed to find the fucker that did it." Amon said sternly as they walked towards Ming Xue's bar together.

"Heh... Maybe it was you that killed him, you violent bastard."

"Ah... but the only thing I like to get violent with is you on my bed."

"!!!"

"Stupid..."

Yet both felt they were having a stroke as the short tigress wrapped her arms around Amon's waist and pulled his arm around hers, as they began to walk inside the store like a couple.

"Am I dreaming? Did we witness that white tigress from that place... blushing?"

"... He is so damn hot..."

Dingzi watched them enter with a jealous look, as the female bouncer seemed to have a crush on tough guys, especially those with handsome faces.

[(Master... That girl is marking you with her scent... Ther is no way a woman would let you inside her back hole without liking you on some level...)]

Amon was completely unaware of the daily changes within Elma's complex and mysterious heart.

One thing was for sure, though, if she was asked if she felt affection. She answered honestly that she felt affection towards him and was growing to like being beside him, sometimes wishing their contract would be permanent.

The inside of Ming Xue's bar was as trendy as always, with lovely tapestry and fixtures, while Elma walked slightly ahead, her hands not interlocked with his before they saw a blonde barkeep, but her face was terrible, with dark circles and puffy eyes.

'That her, isn't it...'

[Yes... she's pretty; you sure won't bang her.]

'Will that help her overcome that big guy's death?'

[Who knows... this world is the creation of a fucked up existence, maybe she will become a fairy or some shit.]

'Oi! Tia, clean your mouth out with some soap! Don't make Father spank your fat ass!'

[Who has a fat ass!! No wait... Who is my father? You little bastard!!]

Suddenly Amon's face became dull, slightly forlorn as they approached the desk. Seeing the blonde girl with brown eyes looking so sad, Elma walked closer; she was kind to the other girls who worked here and thus wanted to comfort her.

"Louise... Why are you crying?" Elma asked, her voice slightly flat and dull, but her eyes were fixated on the upset girl.

"It's Erlang... He's gone... Something... Someone at the hospital attacked him... and both the police and Madame Xue are clueless about what happened..."

The girl's face looked upset as tears slightly dropped from her eyes.

Amon still felt bitter; looking at the girl, he instinctively stroked her hair, his eyes also slightly teary.

"Ah... Sorry..."

"N-no... it's a little nostalgic..."

Because he was absorbed in the plot and how things progressed, he accidentally acted like Ethan and copied the soft stroking that Erlang would do when they didn't fight; rather than pulling away, the girl's head began to press against his hand.

Poor Amon wanted to cry as the cat leaning against his body began to dig her nails into his flesh.

So, he continued with the cheesy and stupid script.

Since this tigress wanted to be rough, try to beat him up and call it training. He would sleep and do anything that made her irritated.

"You must be suffering so greatly; he was such a great guy, his biggest shame... Leaving such a beautiful woman behind."

Amon wanted to vomit, believe him, the eyes of Elma staring at him gouging his heart even further before he slowly moved his hand down her cheek, caressing her softly.

"If you need anything, from comfort to support, finding a smaller place to live, or even changing your job. This is my card; I always welcome hard-working women."

"Be careful... he wants to sleep with you..." Elma cockblocked him as she looked at Amon with sharp eyes, but those only served to soothe his stomach pain from the damn lines Ethan would say.

Unlike him, though, Amon could help her, not just lead her on and toss her aside, never to be mentioned again.

"I-I..."

"Don't worry; I won't make you l sleep with me or anyone else you don't want to. Simply a change of work, now that your reason for working here is gone—it might be painful for you to remain here, right?"

"Nnn... I'll take the card..."

Louside wiped her brown eyes clear of tears and took the two laminated cards from Amon, one for his Double Dragon Inc.

The other is for his mother's company, just in case working for his mother and a woman would be more comfortable for a single girl alone in the city without her protector.

[Hey... Did you take a liking to that girl?]

"Oi... you didn't want to sleep with her, right... Am I not enough?"

As the two began to walk up the stairs to Ming Xue's private box, two women's voices sounded in his mind simultaneously, causing his face to cramp.

'These damn women... since when were you my woman... we are cultivating together...'