The law of Fiction: Harem in the fiction world

“Y-Yohan, how are you alive right now?”

Mr. Khan’s shocked expression was worth all the gold in the world. The more Yohan watched, the more he wanted to see it turn into horror and anger. He wanted to cause Mr. Khan a thousand times more pain than Mr. Khan had caused him.

“Did you think that your measly spell would be able to kill me off that easily, Mr. Khan? It was a nice attempt but unfortunately for you, it was not enough to finish me.”

Yohan teased the elder man, knowing that he was getting to Mr. Khan. Yohan could see ambers of anger being ignited in Mr. Khan’s eyes already.

‘A little bit more and I will be able to push this man past his breaking point.’

Yohan had a few ways to grab Mr. Khan’s attention but nothing would be more effective than telling him the truth right now.

“Don’t play dumb with me, you demon. I thought you were a nice guy but being possessed by a demon. But now I can see it all. You are the demon.”

Mr. Khan spat those words out with an angry expression on his face. The more he watched Yohan’s smug face, the more he wanted to bring him down.

Mr. Khan quickly grabbed his rosemary beads and got ready to chant his spell. This time, he would finish Yohan for sure and he would not hold back.

“Did you know, the one who betrayed you was your wife? She was the one who warned me that you would be coming after me. Ah, but it was only after she cried out my name in pleasure the whole night before.”

Mr. Khan’s chanting faltered before coming to a stop at Yohan’s words. Disbelief colored his eyes as soon as he heard Yohan’s words.

Yohan grinned as soon as he realized that he was getting to Mr. Khan with his words. The elder man’s confidence was wavering.

“Your wife, Layla, tasted so sweet but she is a bitch in bed, right? She liked it when I got rough with her and took her long and hard. I guess you were not man enough to keep her interest for long, huh?”

Yohan taunted and Mr. Khan was tense as a rubber band now. He seemed to have heard enough from Yohan and he could see it.

‘Just a little more and he would break.’

“Tell me, is your daughter as big a tease as your wife is? But I guess I will find out once I fuck her as well. Your wife even promised me that-”

“Stay away from Maya, you ugly bastard. Don’t you dare touch her with your dirty hands, you devil!”

Mr. Khan abandoned his rosemary beads as he ran at Yohan with his fists. He was going to kill this little shit with his bare hands for saying anything about Layla.

His precious little daughter was a sheltered princess who deserved everything she wanted. And she deserved better than this manwhore of a person.

“Listen, Maya will never belong to you. I don’t know what kind of tricks you used to get Layla on your side for now but it will not last. Layla will get bored of you pretty soon and then come back to me. They both belong to me, not to you. Did you hear me?”

Mr. Khan was yelling at the top of his lungs now but Yohan was still able to hear the terrifying screams coming from the other side of the forest. It seemed like Grunt 3 had found his targets.

“You sick fuck. P-Pay attention to me. And stop being a coward-”

Yohan punched Mr. Khan in the stomach and pulled his fist back immediately. He had managed to control his strength so that he did not severely injure Mr. Khan but his punch had still left Mr. Khan winded.

But the man did not give up. Mr. Khan got up again and rushed toward Yohan with all the energy he had in his body.

“This is getting repetitive. It’s time for you to say goodbye, Mr. Khan.”

Yohan spoke softly just as a massive tiger jumped Mr. Khan. the rudeness of the action caused Mr. Khan to let out a terrified scream and fall. He had also lost his rosemary beads so Mr. Khan was defenseless against his incoming death.

Hate-filled eyes looked at Yohan and they filled him with glee. The demonic part of Yohan’s being revealed in the anger he could feel coming out of Mr. Khan’s body.

“Y-You fiend. Y-You will get your end soon as well. The h-heavens will not l-let a demon like y-you live.”

Mr. Khan sounded confident in his claim. As a servant of god, he had full confidence that the demon will be killed off sooner or later.

Evil could never win over good and demons were the highest form of evil described in the ancient texts.

“I see, the heavens huh? I wonder what you would say to that once I conquer them as well. I want to keep you long enough to see it but I have my priorities.”

With a single snap of the tiger’s claw, Mr. Khan ended up dead.

Yohan wanted to instantly add Mr. Khan to his collection of dead people but he could not. He needed this body to be found so that he could have Layla seize all control over the family.

The grief of losing her father will also push Maya into Yohan’s arms and he would have another rich patron on his side. Everything was coming together perfectly.

“Now then, time to create some more un-dead servants for my alibi. It will take a little effort on my part to do so I should get started now.”

Yohan left the forest soon and the first thing he did was ot change his clothes. The one he was currently wearing has blood splattered all over his body.

However, as soon as Yohan reached his corridor, a few servants looked up at him with wide eyes. They looked at his face and then at his clothes, linking things together.

‘Well, change of plans. Everyone in here is dying and then becoming my servants.’

Yohan clicked his teeth in annoyance at having to do more work he did not want to. But work was work and his magic easily took care of the people around him.

Since most of these bodies had died before they could agree to Yohan’s terms, they ended up losing their minds but that was of no concern.

Yohan knew how to take care of that and make a servant serve as his alibi.

It was approximately half an hour later when Maya came to find Yohan chilling in his room. She seemed surprised to see him inside as she entered his room.

“Y-Yohan, you are here? Didn’t my father say that he wanted to spend some time with you alone today?”

Maya asked, feeling it a little awkward to come in now. She had wanted to come into Yohan’s room when no one was there and snoop around for a bit. She just wanted to know a little more about it.

And a little looking won’t have done anyone any harm so it would have been all ok.

“Ah, we did go out but retired back to our rooms soon enough. But I did hear that Mr. Khan wanted to go out again since he lost something on the way back.”

This was the excuse Yohan had given everyone. This was what Maya, the police, and other relatives will hear once they find the dead body. It was only a matter of time now.

“O-Oh, I see. So that was why I was not able to find my father anywhere. He went back out. Alone.”

Mayab sounded rather awkward while saying all that. She seemed concerned about something but Yohan did not ask her what she was thinking about.

“Yohan, I want to say something to you. I wanted to tell you–”

“Miss Maya. MISS MAYA, we have urgent news regarding your father. M-Mr. Khan’s dead body was found in t-the forest. A-A wild animal m-mauled him.”

Whatever Maya had been about to say got stuck in her throat. Yohan could see that she was shocked beyond belief at hearing what happened to her father.

Yohan knew that it was the right time for Maya to fall for him and to lean on him. He needed to show her that he was a capable option.

Maya’s body shook with sobs in Yohan’s arms but he was busy making plans for later with her.

“F-Father? H-How could this have happened? W-Where is m-mother?” Maya asked as she wept into Yohan’s shoulder.

“Mrs. Khan is busy talking with the police and arranging the funeral for her husband. It was a brutal death so there is much to cover. My lady should stay up here for now.”

The maid replied before she bowed and left.

Maya broke down as soon as the maid was gone. Small sobs shook her body and now was the time to make her fall into Yohan’s trap.

“Maya, I know that this is a tough time for you but you need to pull yourself together and act strong. Do you need to me help you get over this grief briefly?”

Maya nodded, not realizing what she was agreeing to.