NTR: Building a Harem as an Alchemist in Another World!

Chapter 39: Cheeks Under Satin! (2)


"You finally came," she whispered. Her voice was a little shaky. "You were... you were never this late. I was getting so worried. I... I thought something bad happened to you..."

She took a tiny step back, and her nose crinkled just a little bit.

"And... wait... what is that smell? Is that...? Did you... drink?"

Obviously, Violet was super, super shy as she said all those words. She was a total, flustered mess.

She couldn't look at him. Not really. Her eyes kept darting away. She'd look at his chin for a second, then quickly look at the wall, then down at the floor. Anywhere but his eyes.

All that... stuff... that had happened between her and Alex, and all the things they had done... it was just too scandalous. She was still so embarrassed about all of it. Her whole face probably felt hot.

"Ah, just a little," Alex said, his voice super casual, like he didn't have a care in the world. "With a couple of... acquaintances. That's all."

He just nodded his head, completely unfazed.

"Why are you even up? You should have gone to sleep a long, long time ago. Marine could have opened the door. You didn't need to wait for me."

He stepped right inside the house, brushing past her.

And Violet, of course, just gave way. She practically scrambled backward, moving out of his path like a scared little kid meeting the big, mean school bully in the hallway. She just... shrank.

She turned around to lock the big, heavy front door. Click. Thunk.

And the second her back was to him... Alex, who had already taken a few steps... suddenly turned back around.

He just... stared.

He stared hard at her back. At her... figure.

And... wow. What a figure it was.

That shiny, white satin dress... it was completely backless. A low, low scoop that went all the way down.

His eyes went right down that smooth, pale skin. He saw her waist. And then... her hips. They were so wide. Just... perfectly, unbelievably round and full under the clingy fabric.

And... yup. Just like she wasn't wearing a bra... he knew, he could see... she wasn't wearing any panties, either.

How did he know?

Because when she bent over, just a tiny little bit, to twist the heavy deadbolt...

He could see everything.

He could see the perfect, deep, dark shadow of the separation of her ass cheeks, pressed right against the thin, shiny fabric.

They weren't just... there. They were... moving. With every tiny little motion she made to lock that door, her big, soft, bare cheeks were jiggling. They were moving... crazily.

Alex stood right there, completely still, and took a huge, deep, long whiff. He breathed in so deep, right through his nose, getting a full, rich, lungful of her... scent. That fresh, soapy, warm, Violet smell.

And then, just as she finished with the thunk of the deadbolt... he spun back around, super fast. Like, way too fast, way too suddenly.

But Violet, who was just turning back around herself, saw it.

She saw that quick, guilty, sudden movement out of the corner of her eye.

And her face instantly turned bright, burning, super-hot red. She blushed all the way down from her ears, to her neck, and probably all the way down to her... well. She was mortified.

'Oh my god...' her brain screamed at her. 'Was he... was he looking at me?! Was he checking me out? Was he... staring at my...?'

Violet shook her head. Hard.

Like, she violently shook her head, making her damp, dark hair fly all over the place. 'No! No, no, no, no! Stop it, Violet! Be normal!'

There was no way that was true. He wouldn't... he wouldn't do that. She was just being silly. She was being a crazy, embarrassed lady.

He... he must have just been... checking! Yeah! That was it! He was just checking to make sure... that the locks... were... correctly in place. Yes. He was just being a good, safe, responsible man-of-the-house. That was it.

Meanwhile, Alex, who was now walking away with a perfectly straight and bored-looking face, was thinking about something entirely different.

'Okay... focus,' he thought to himself, his hand still jammed deep in his pocket, his fist clutching his new, secret, two-million-crown treasure. 'I need to plan this properly. I have this woman. I have this money. I have this new plan forming in my head. I can't... I cannot... fumble this. I can't mess this up at all. Not this time.'

He walked straight into the dark dining room, not even bothering to turn on the lights. He went right over to the big, heavy, glass jug of water that was always sitting on the table.

He didn't even grab a glass. Who has time for glasses?

He just picked up the whole, heavy jug, tilted his head all the way back, and drank.

Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.

The cool water felt good, washing down the... other tastes... from earlier.

Violet had, of course, followed him.

She was like a little, nervous, white-satin-wearing shadow. She stepped into the dark dining room right after him.

But she didn't get close. Oh, no way. She stood super, super far away. She was standing at least a full meter away from him. Maybe more. She was just... standing there... in the dark. Awkwardly. Wringing her hands.

"H-h-have you... eaten anything?" she finally stuttered out into the quiet, dark room. "I... I have leftovers. From dinner. I c-could... I could heat them up for you? If you're hungry?"

Alex finished his long, long gulp of water. He slammed the heavy jug back down on the wooden table with a loud... THUD.

It made her jump.

"No need," he said, wiping his wet mouth with the back of his hand. "I already ate."

"O-oh," her little voice said. "Okay. T-then... then I will be... off to bed. Yes. It's late. Good... good night, Alex."

"Good night, Mommy."

So, Violet did her little, shy, "good night" thing to Alex. And Alex replied with his own, super-chill, "good night" courtesy. It was all... very normal. Ish.

But just as Violet was finally, finally about to escape...

Just as her hand was on the doorknob to her very own, very safe room...

Alex called out to her. Again. His voice just... casually cut through the dark.

"Oh, and Mommy?"

She froze. Her hand was still on the knob.

"Please..."

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