Harem Emperor In The End Times

Last night, Rose had had a beautiful dream. In it, her husband—who had not slept with her for a long time—was very brave and made her climax several times.

She didn’t know why, but in the dream her husband had an impressive figure, and his penis was several times thicker and stronger. He was so bold that she felt like a different person.

However, despite her efforts, she couldn’t clearly see her husband’s face; she only sensed that it was very familiar.

Suddenly, Rose opened her eyes and saw Ryan watching her with interest. Her face changed. "You... you~"

"What? Have you forgotten that your husband fucked you until you passed out last night?" Ryan said with a proud smile.

Gradually, the beautiful woman’s memory returned, and she realized she was lying naked beside a man. She recalled every moment of being penetrated by Ryan last night—right up until the moment before she passed out.

"Beast..." After being stunned for two seconds, Rose’s eyes turned red. She wanted to slap Ryan in anger, but he easily dodged her and grabbed her hand.

"Let me go, let me go... you bastard, son of a bitch, rapist... wu~ beast!" Rose yelled, her voice heavy with heartbreak.

"Didn’t you enjoy being fucked last night? You even called out to your husband—so why are you turning against me now? Do you want to murder your husband?" he teased the beautiful woman.

"Son of a bitch... wuwu~" Rose repeated these few words over and over, though they were the only swear words she knew. A high-ranking official like her had never cursed at anyone before.

"Oh, I didn’t expect that our mayor’s wife—such an elegant and beautiful woman—would actually pee in front of a man..." Ryan remarked as he looked at Rose’s naked lower body. In her anger, she didn’t notice that her pussy was uncontrollably gushing out semen and vaginal fluid, flowing down her thighs.

Rose’s face was covered with tears, and she seemed about to collapse. For someone like her, being raped by a stranger was already an unbearable humiliation—and now he was ejaculating in public, which went far beyond her sense of shame and her moral bottom line.

Looking at her messy lower body in grief, Rose decided she wanted to die and rushed to the window, intent on jumping out.

"Oh damn..." Ryan was shocked; he realized he had gone too far.

The extreme pain, sadness, and shame had driven the beautiful woman to the brink. He quickly restrained her from jumping out of the window. Although they were on the second floor, it was inevitable that she would sustain injuries.

"Let go... let go of me~" Rose cried, then stopped, her gaze turning cold as she stared at him. There was no longer any hatred in her eyes—only a desperate desire to die.

"Don’t be like this... calm down," Ryan said, sweating coldly, as if he had lost control.

"You can stop me now, but you can’t force me to commit suicide all the time... Let go~" Rose replied, her tone flat yet filled with despair.

Ryan felt a headache coming on. This was the first time he had encountered a woman like her. Even when he had raped Mia before, she hadn’t sought death like this. But with Rose—the weak and beautiful woman—he had failed.

"Okay, I was wrong this time. I shouldn’t have humiliated you like that..." Ryan said as he wrapped his arms around the beautiful woman in an attempt to comfort her.

Rose’s eyes remained unchanged, though a slight surprise flickered within her. She had not expected someone like Ryan to apologize. In her mind, begging for mercy from him was futile, yet now he was taking the initiative. Still, it did little to dispel her thoughts of suicide.

"That’s just because you are too beautiful and I couldn’t help myself. Besides, it’s the end of the world now—you’ve seen women being toyed with by groups of men. If I hadn’t saved you, do you think you’d be living better than them in this doomsday?" Ryan tried to reason with her, unsure how else to persuade her.

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Rose’s eyes shifted, but she said nothing. Deep down, she had clearly seen what the women under Banner were like.

To put it nicely, they were women; to put it crudely, they were merely tools for men to vent their sexual desires. They were pulled out only when it was time to vent.

More than a dozen men would take turns raping them, and at most, they would be given some food and water to keep them alive. Still, some who tired of being played with—or who resisted—were stripped naked and thrown out to feed the zombies.

"Hmph... If it weren’t for you, that Banner might not have pulled me out..." Rose’s eyes flickered as she said this, somewhat unconvinced.

"Do you think your husband, the mayor, can come to save you? How far is this place from the city center? How long will it take for a helicopter to arrive? It’s already the seventh day since the apocalypse, and there’s no sign of your husband. Doesn’t that mean he’s abandoned you?"

Ryan pressed, his words cutting deep. In truth, this was normal. Although the mayor’s status was not low, it was far from high. In addition, the apocalypse was complex, and he might not be able to rescue her.

Moreover, even if there were a rescue, the sky wasn’t necessarily safer than the ground.

Every word Ryan said was heart-wrenching. It wasn’t that Rose hadn’t thought of this; she simply couldn’t bring herself to believe it.

Her husband—who had once loved her so deeply and promised to save her—had now gone silent, and she had been raped and humiliated by a stranger, which made her want to die.

"I’m right, right? In fact, you’re just too beautiful and too attractive—I couldn’t help myself. You don’t have to worry. I’m the only man in this base. I will ensure your safety..."

Seeing that the beautiful woman in his arms was moved, Ryan hurried to comfort her.

"Let me go..." Rose’s eyes flickered, but the determination to die had mostly faded.

Ryan smiled awkwardly, released his arm, and closed the window. Although he saw that she had abandoned the thought of death, he couldn’t be certain. Even though he was cold-blooded, Rose was his woman, and he couldn’t just watch her jump without intervening.

"Okay, take your rest—but remember, you are already my woman. No one can kill you without my permission, including yourself," Ryan said as he pinched the beautiful woman’s chin.

"Shameless..." Rose cursed angrily. The man’s domineering words made her cold heart fluctuate slightly, though that feeling was quickly overwhelmed by despair.

"I’ll have someone bring you breakfast later. Don’t even think about committing suicide, or I’ll tie you up..." Ryan waved his hand dismissively as he spoke to Rose.