Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 2035

Capítulo 2035: The Wedding [Part 1]

Villain Ch 2035. The Wedding [Part 1]

Weeks passed.

Fast enough to feel like a blur.

Slow enough for Allen to feel every second ticking through his chest like a countdown.

He didn’t remember everything. Not really. The fittings, the meetings, the venue scouting, the final tasting of cakes and wines and God know show many flower arrangements. It all became this surreal collage of “Are you sure about nine brides?” and “Don’t worry, we’ll make it tasteful.”

The girls had taken over most of it, anyway. Which was fine. Honestly, more than fine. Allen had enough on his plate just staying sane.

And now?

Now it was here.

The wedding.

His wedding.

Nine women.

All of them stunning. All of them terrifying in their own unique way. All of them… his.

And yeah. Somehow this was real.

The venue was technically private. That’s what the invite said.

“Private. Intimate. Family only.”

But holy hell, the moment he stepped out onto the stage and looked at the crowd, Allen realized something.

Half the damn country was here.

Rows of white gold chairs filled the hilltop garden like something out of a royal photoshoot. Ivy wrapped trellises arched over the aisle. A custom glass altar gleamed under the afternoon sun. Even the damn clouds looked cooperative. Sunlight poured down like someone had bribed the weather. Expensive suits. Designer gowns. Perfumed hair and sharp eyes scanning the area like this was a business summit.

Because it was. For them.

Everyone here had a reason. To be seen. To make a deal. To whisper behind manicured nails about the man marrying nine women like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Allen adjusted his collar.

The tux was black, classic, sleek as hell. Sharp lines, matte silk, gold cufflinks that Larissa had literally threatened to bite someone over if they weren’t perfect. His tie was slightly loosened, not from nerves, but because he couldn’t breathe otherwise.

He stood on the stage.

Not shaking.

But definitely… aware.

Aware of the cameras. The whispers. The tension.

The eyes.

But none of that mattered. Not really.

Because the music started.

And the world tilted.

Evan was watching from the front row, next to Geralt and Gerry.

Evan looked like he was trying hard not to cry. His lips were pressed tight, and his hand kept twitching in his lap like he wanted to reach for something. Maybe to wipe his face. Maybe to steady himself.

Geralt had a hand on Evan’s shoulder. His usual smug grin was gone. Instead, his eyes were glassy and proud and weirdly warm.

Gerry? Gerry was crying. Full-on ugly sobs, sniffling into a tissue like he was giving away his own daughter.

But Allen only saw the aisle.

And the first bride walked down it.

Shea.

Sunlight hit her hair. She wore a simple but jaw-dropping mermaid gown, off-shoulder, with a slit that should’ve been illegal. Her heels clicked softly. Her smile was the kind that promised mischief even at the altar. Allen’s breath caught. Her eyes met his, and she winked.

Behind her came Zoe.

Sleek gown. Long gloves. Veil like a veil should never be, dramatic, flowing, and edged with silver lace. Her steps were silent. Her expression calm, calculated. But the way she looked at Allen made his stomach twist in the best way. Like he was prey she’d already claimed.

Then Bella.

Strapless. Curve-hugging. Dramatic diamonds on her neck. Her bouquet was dark roses and something that smelled faintly of cinnamon. She didn’t smile. Just looked at him like she always did, like he belonged to her. Like this was her reward for waiting.

Then Larissa.

Her hair was up, braided with tiny silver chains. She gave Allen a smirk and mouthed, “Nervous yet?” as she passed.

Vivian followed.

High neck. Lace sleeves. Subtle, regal, terrifying. She didn’t look at the crowd. Just him. Only him. Her expression was soft, but her steps were proud. Poised. Deadly.

Then Alice.

Shorter dress. Poofy. White with gold trim. She twirled halfway down the aisle, giggled, then straightened up like she hadn’t just broken formality in front of half the elite class. Her cheeks were pink, and her lips trembled slightly. She whispered something under her breath, probably a spell. Or maybe a prayer.

Jane came next.

Sleek. Gown cut like a suit, tailored within an inch of perfection. No jewelry. No veil. Just red lipstick and dangerous grace. She didn’t walk. She strode. And she looked like she was seconds away from either murdering someone or reciting vows.

Then Mila.

Silk. Off-shoulder with a sheer cape that fluttered behind her like smoke. Her hair was pinned with pearls. She looked unsure for a second, then caught Allen’s gaze. And smiled. Small. Honest. It wrecked him.

And finally…

Azura.

Backless. Thigh-high slit. Her eyes were bright.

By the time they were all up there with him, Allen had officially stopped breathing.

The officiant said something. Allen barely heard it.

He looked at them. All of them.

And he felt like he was being carved open from the inside.

Because this wasn’t a joke.

This wasn’t some harem fantasy gone too far.

This was his life.

His family.

His heart.

He took the mic, because yeah, they’d asked if he wanted to say something.

And suddenly his voice cracked. Just slightly.

“I never thought I’d get this,” he said. “A moment like this.”

The crowd went still.

“I used to think I didn’t belong anywhere. That I was just the leftover. The mistake.”

His eyes locked with Evan’s for a second.

“But they showed me different.”

He turned, looked at the girls. “Each of you saved me in your own way. Taught me how to fight. How to rest. How to feel. How to burn. How to heal. How to love.”

He smiled, a little crooked, a little overwhelmed.

“So I vow to keep learning. To keep choosing you. All of you.”

There was no ring for Allen. The girls had all refused the idea of “one by one.” Instead, they all held onto a white gold bracelet. With a charm for each name.

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Thank you for the Dragon, William_Tex!

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