Villain Ch 1731. Flirt Loudly
Allen didn't say anything. He just leaned back deeper into the couch, legs stretched out like this entire fever dream was somehow his doing—which, to be fair, it kind of was. He exhaled slowly, like he was watching the madness unfold from the other side of a glass wall.
Vivian's voice broke through the chaos, sharp and amused from the hallway. "Did I hear someone say bath? And foreplay?"
Allen turned his head just enough to see her walking in. High heels. Red lipstick.
She eyed the group. "Wow. Cozy in here."
"Viv," Zoe groaned from her pillow fortress. "Help. They're flirting. Loudly."
Vivian strutted in, snagged a grape from the snack tray, and popped it into her mouth. "Oh, darling. I didn't come here to stop them. I came to escalate."
Allen watched her. Calmly. Casually. Like he wasn't already calculating the moment she'd try to top the chaos. She would. They always did.
