Chapter 54: Harem-Fan!

Chapter 54: Harem-Fan!

While holding Tina firmly in my arms, the two of us watched silently as Scott Tang awkwardly worked to lift up his two heavily wounded bodyguards from the cold asphalt.

I had intentionally avoided injuring their legs during the physical breakdown, so walking back to the vehicle under their own power was structurally fine, but deep breathing, heavy lifting, or mounting any kind of counter-attack was absolutely not going to happen easily. His four wives stood nearby looking thoroughly embarrassed that their high-status master was forced to personally haul his own security detail back toward the luxury limousine.

The twins didn't explicitly show it to the surrounding street racers, but I could tell they thoroughly enjoyed the physical handiwork I had just delivered to the two obnoxious guards. Nadia even went as far as waving cheerfully to the gathering crowd, tossing a sharp wink directly toward someone standing right next to me, cough.

Tina noticed the subtle interaction immediately, her golden eyes squinting slightly as she leaned up to whisper against my shoulder. "Am I simply imagining things right now, or did Nadia just explicitly wink straight at the two of us?"

"It definitely seems so," I murmured back, keeping my tone casual. "She and her sister actually happen to be my regular desk mates at school along with James. They have actually turned out to be pretty nice to me lately."

Ring! Ring! Ring!

A few minutes later, the sharp electronic chime of my smartphone echoed from inside the grey BMW. I checked the glowing screen, noting a incoming call from Hana Lee while she was currently stationed at work. I turned the display to show Tina the caller ID, and she gave me a knowing smile, releasing her tight grip on my arm to give me some privacy while she walked over to join Jenifer near the other syndicate members.

I stepped back into the relative quiet of the vehicle's front seat, sliding into the leather interior before pressing the screen to answer. "Hello, dear. Is everything going okay over at the hospital work shift?"

[Just taking a quick break from the floor and watching a highly entertaining video I just discovered inside the Harem-Chat.]

"What exactly is a Harem-Chat?" I asked, my brow furrowing in confusion.

[Ufufu. The private group message that the four of us established with you to manage your ongoing harem, silly. Nichole literally just uploaded the exact footage of the fight you just finished down on the asphalt. Based on the structural damage in the video, it seems like I might be getting a visit from two broken bodyguards real soon, right?]

A cold sweat broke out across my neck as the realization hit me. I had completely forgotten about that chat framework. I knew for a fact that Mary was currently fast asleep at home, but I hadn't anticipated that Hana would catch wind of the tactical footage so rapidly, damn modern technology.

"Yeah, those happen to be the exact two gorillas who forcefully sent me to your emergency room on my actual birthday," I explained, leaning back against the headrest. "I promise I wasn't intentionally trying to increase your medical workload tonight. But with any luck, Scott might choose to route them to the hospital down by the old highway instead of bringing them straight over to Star General."

[No way. That regional clinic is designated for the lower-income sectors, and a high-status guy like Scott won't be caught dead associated with a place like that. He is absolutely going to bring them straight to our facility.]

"Yeah, I guess that makes perfect logical sense," I admitted.

[So this entire physical conflict kicked off specifically because of Tina Feng? Your text logs and images are showing the two of you getting along remarkably well tonight. Oh, and I absolutely adore that glossy crimson vinyl outfit she is rocking in the video. I am definitely going to have to source one of those for myself.]

"I literally told her you would say those exact words," I replied with a soft chuckle. "But as far as Tina and I getting along goes... We had a very serious discussion earlier inside her room. Once this entire tournament format officially wraps up, I have agreed to marry her. But I want you to know it is entirely my own personal choice, not some social obligation to her family. Are you mad at me?"

[Does she possess genuine emotional feelings for you, Rick?]

"Yes," I stated firmly. "It runs far deeper than pure family obligation. It turns out she has been quietly watching my progress throughout our entire high school career. I guess she was just secretly hoping I would eventually step up and stop acting like a pathetic man."

[Well, if you are going to spend tomorrow sucking up to Nadia to clear your slate, then I best have a beautiful hot breakfast waiting for me at the house, and you are absolutely required to join me in the shower tomorrow morning. If Tina is fully capable of accepting our existing arrangement, then I don't mind her joining the household at all. I will let you handle the details of explaining this to Mary, though. Good luck with that one, honey. As for me, I am going to make sure my absolute worst, clumsiest floor nurses are assigned to manage those two gorillas when they arrive, and I will keep them waiting in the triage area for quite a while. I might even instruct the staff to administer placebo pain medication for daring to lay a hand on my husband, fufu.]

"Thanks, Hana," I said, a wave of relief washing over me. "You can absolutely count on me for breakfast, and that morning shower sounds like an incredible prize. Love you."

[Bye, love you. Click... do do do...]

I lowered the device, staring at the blank screen in deep thought. Harem-Chat? Was the entire network channel initiated simply because my digital handle is strictly Harem-Fan? Oh well, breaking it down analytically, it’s actually a brilliant strategy for streamlined harem communication, oho.

Relying on the advanced knowledge from my Virtual Business Management: Advanced skill, which definitely won't be just for show, I realized I could easily establish a highly profitable tech company built entirely around a specialized, real-time application for harem organization to help men navigate their relationships without messing up.

Moving forward, I will need to look into getting the concept legally copyrighted and secure a couple of dummy web domains to protect the intellectual property. I can easily source a third-party individual to front the corporate entity for me as well, but who would be the best fit for that role?

Knock! Knock!

A sharp rapping on the side window broke my concentration. I looked up to see Tina smiling beautifully down at me through the glass. I pushed the door open and stepped back out onto the mountain pavement.

"So, I already know exactly how your sister is going to react," Tina noted, her golden eyes locking onto mine as I stood up. "But what about your medical doctor, Hana Lee? Does she absolutely hate my guts now too?"

I shook my head from side to side, a genuine smile forming on my face as I explained the situation. "Hana only cares about whether you genuinely like me for who I am or not. Her only concern is ensuring that the two of us are truly happy and that we aren't jumping into a marriage contract for the wrong reasons. Naturally, it just means I have to put in a little extra work behind the scenes to keep all my lovers thoroughly satisfied, sigh."

Tina reached forward, wrapping her black-gloved fingers tightly around both of my hands and squeezing them reassuringly. The next second, her charming, practiced public smile completely faded from her features, her expression turning deeply earnest as she stared up into my face.

"Please just instruct Mary not to worry about my presence, Rick. I am absolutely not marrying you to secure corporate benefits, political leverage, or family obligations. In fact, I don't even require a high-tier wife position within your household hierarchy. Simply being legally recognized as your wife is more than enough for me. However, I will absolutely need to maintain my official Feng family surname, and any future biological children we conceive will need to inherit it as well, if that is acceptable to you? Our household will officially operate as a Feng Side Branch Family."

"I am completely open to that arrangement," I replied, validating her request. "So just let me sit down and have a proper talk with Mary about the details. I know for a fact she will understand my position once I explicitly explain that I want this connection to happen."

The moment the words left my mouth, Tina's vibrant, charming public persona instantly snapped back into place. She stepped into my personal space, wrapping her arms tightly around my waist as she looked up at me with a highly coquettish expression.

"Then I will leave the logistics entirely in your hands," she teased, her voice dropping into a sultry purr. "You really are incredibly easy for a woman to convince, you know that?"

I found myself feeling deeply torn about whether I should openly disclose my ongoing secret relationship with the twins to Tina right now. If I chose to withhold that information, it might make her feel like I didn't fully trust her as a partner. On the flip side, I felt like I should mathematically ask for the twins' explicit permission before exposing their private affairs. Seeing me locked in an intense internal dilemma, Tina’s eyebrows raised slightly.

"You look incredibly guilty right now, Rick Lee," she noted, her eyes narrowing playfully. "Should I currently brace my emotions to discover that Linda has secretly been your lover this entire time?"

"Linda?" I blurted out, shaking my head rapidly. "No, absolutely not. She is strictly my academic study partner at school. No, the truth is I actually do have other active lovers that both Hana and Mary are fully aware of, but I don't want to explicitly reveal their identities without securing their direct permission first. I am just trying to be completely honest with you from the start."

Tina let out a knowing smirk, her analytical mind immediately calculating the social variables before she made a sudden guess. "Don't tell me it's actually Nadia and Nichole?!"

I instantly realized that my Acting Basic skill had completely failed to mask my internal shock in that microsecond. Tina's golden eyes grew remarkably wide with pure surprise, and then her lips split into the widest, most genuine grin I had ever seen her display since the day we met.

"Oh, Rick," she laughed softly, her voice full of pure amusement. "I never would have guessed that you of all people would actively be messing around with married women!"

"Look, I am sorry, the entire situation is incredibly complicated," I explained rapidly, keeping my voice low. "The relationship originally started well before they were forced into that marriage arrangement, and the truth is they have absolutely never slept with that man even once. But he doesn't suspect a single thing... Please make sure you keep this secret completely safe, Tina."

She leaned in closer, her lips moving directly against my ear to ensure her words wouldn't carry over the noise of the parking lot.

"So those future babies are actually going to be Rick Lee's children," she whispered, a sharp edge entering her tone. "Oh, but you are technically a Tang by blood! Don't worry about it, Rick. I am absolutely never going to betray your trust on this. In fact, the mere fact that you trusted my character enough to hand me a secret like that is incredibly warming to my heart. It proves to me that I chose the right man this time around. Are there any other hidden women I need to be made aware of, my Dragon?"

"N-None!" I stammered, my heart rate spiking.

She pressed her chest heavily against mine, the slick, tight sensation of her vinyl dress molding against my shirt as she dialed up her physical seduction.

The rich, clean scent of her perfume flooded my senses, and her natural body heat made me hyper-aware of her physical geometry, completely confusing my analytical brain. She smiled beautifully at my obvious fluster, reaching up to neatly fix the collar of my button-down shirt before speaking.

"Then you need to get to work on convincing Mary," Tina directed smoothly, patting my chest. "And I guess you will need to inform the twins about our arrangement as well. After all, they literally just witnessed us kissing out here on the asphalt, so they shouldn't have any logical complaints regarding my presence, right?"

"Nadia and Nichole?" I muttered, wiping a bit of sweat from my brow as I recovered my composure. "Actually, they are mostly going to be fine with it. They really just want to be pampered and taken care of at the end of the day. They possess a natural habit of trying to squeeze the absolute maximum amount of benefits and leverage out of any given business deal or social scenario, after all."

Right at that exact second, a booming voice echoed through the mountain air over the public address speakers, officially announcing that the racing tournament was about to begin.

The races after that specific moment turned out to be rather underwhelming, concluding in a very easy win on the mountain asphalt.

Tina, operating with the cold nerves of a seasoned killer, simply enjoyed the high-speed downhill drift like a veteran riding a series of roller coasters. She didn't experience a massive, erratic adrenaline rush like Hana usually did during high-speed runs; instead, she maintained a completely calm, happy smile across her face for the entirety of the ride. Her psychological fortitude and mental conditioning were remarkably high.

She and I finally pulled the high-performance BMW back into her family's underground garage at about 1:00 AM, and the two of us stepped out into the quiet concrete bay. I tossed her the car keys and began turning on my heel to climb into the heavy Hummer when she reached out, stepping directly into my path to stop me.

"Are you seriously doing this, Rick?" Tina asked, a deeply playful look entering her golden eyes. "Are you really planning to just drive away tonight without taking the official prize I explicitly promised you earlier?"

I smiled back at her expressions, adjusting the strap of my gear bag. "With your physical and literal Assassin's Affection, along with your official promise to marry me, I honestly couldn't ask for anything more out of tonight."

Instead of letting me leave, she firmly made me place my tactical weapon case and personal belongings safely inside the SUV. Once my hands were empty, she stepped right back into my personal space, grabbing my forearms and forcefully pulling me in so my hands rested tightly around her waist.

She then slowly slid my palms downward, positioning them directly over the slick, shiny fabric of her crimson vinyl dress right against her rear.

"I want you to actually mold them with your fingers right now," Tina commanded softly, her gaze locking onto mine. "Don't just stand there imagining my ass doing it. While I kiss you, you are legally permitted to play to your heart's absolute content."

She leaned in, slowly and gently pressing her lips against mine to initiate a deep make-out session. Deciding it would be foolish to ignore a direct invitation from an elite woman, I followed her instructions, gently rubbing and squeezing her highly athletic rear.

Her physical hip geometry possessed the exact structural tone you would naturally expect from a top-tier, super-spy hot woman. I felt myself becoming intensely aroused during the intense make-out session with Tina.

She wrapped both of her black-gloved hands firmly around the back of my neck, letting out a soft, gentle moan directly into my mouth as I took full physical liberties with her firm butt cheeks.

After about five full minutes of intense, passionate kissing, I was mentally preparing for the two of us to finally stop and catch our breath. But without removing her tongue from my mouth, she smoothly guided my naughty hands upward, shifting them off her waist and placing them directly over her large, heavy breasts. I would be lying to myself if I said I wasn't sitting at a solid half-mast right now from the intense sensory stimulation.

My other current lovers and wives all naturally occupied the standard D-cup territory in terms of anatomical volume, but Tina was by far the largest of the women I had physically touched so far. Gauging the heavy mass with my fingers, I was mathematically certain she was entering E-cup territory.

She finally broke the deep kiss, our lips becoming entirely numb from the prolonged friction as our breathing patterns turned completely erratic due to the high state of physical arousal. She looked up at me with a knowing smile.

"That is officially it for your standard victory prize, Rick," she teased, her voice dropping into a low, sultry purr. "But I made sure to add a little booby prize to the deal, fufu!"

I immediately removed my naughty hands from her chest, letting out a breath as I tried to normalize my racing heartbeat. "Yeah, no, I am absolutely sure... I am going to win every single time if that's the reward."

Tina reached down, casually placing her left hand directly over the prominent bulge growing inside my slacks, her smile widening as she felt my immediate physical response.

"It is incredibly good to know that you are genuinely aroused by my presence," Tina noted, her golden eyes locking onto mine. "Even when you are fully aware of my true, unmasked face. I was honestly a bit afraid that you might not find my character appealing based on the violent nature of our shared history, but this physical reaction completely confirms your interest. We can absolutely maintain a happy, functioning marriage now. Go on and get out of here before I frustrate your body any further, and I will see you in class tomorrow. I am definitely going to miss not being driven around by you, but I will just ride with my older sister to the University campus from now on."

"Before I officially head out tonight," I said, catching her wrist gently. "Let me see your true face one more time."

Tina, demonstrating an absolute level of trust in my character, immediately let go of her seductive, smiling public persona. Her features shifted instantly, her cold, entirely emotionless expression returning to her face. The raw light of life was still fully present inside her golden eyes as she watched me—tracking my movements exactly like an apex hunter would analyze its prey—but her baseline facial emotions went completely flat.

I reached up, gently touching the side of her smooth face with my palm, and offered a warm smile. I leaned forward, pressing a gentle, soft kiss against her lips.

"Nope," I murmured, pulling back slightly. "You are still just as beautiful to me like this."

A genuine grin broke through her frozen expression. She forcefully pushed my chest to guide me up into the driver's seat of the heavy Hummer, offering a final comment before forcefully slamming the heavy door shut to cut off the cool night air.

"You possess some incredibly strange tastes in women, Rick Lee," she called out through the glass. "Now get moving, and make sure you beg Mary thoroughly on my behalf."

I fired up the massive engine and pulled the SUV out of the underground bay to head back home. Behind me in the quiet garage, a beautiful blonde woman dressed in loose, elegant night robes stepped silently out of the shadows.

Lane Feng moved up directly behind Tina, placing a comforting hand over her daughter's shoulder as the two of them watched the red taillights of the Hummer completely vanish into the dark distance.

Both women maintained highly serious, analytical expressions as they stood side by side on the concrete. Lane turned her head slightly, looking at her daughter.

"So?" Lane asked quietly.

"He genuinely makes me want to act like a normal woman and experience actual happiness," Tina admitted, her voice dropping into a low murmur. "So tell me, mother... Is he truly the light in the dark world that the two of us need?"

"For me, that light has always been you, your father, and your older sister," Lane explained softly, her eyes staring at the empty garage exit. "That familial bond is the exact mechanism that keeps our minds grounded, ensuring we don't completely turn into heartless, unfeeling killers. So if this boy truly makes you happy, you need to hold onto him with everything you have."

"He has always seen me for exactly who I am inside," Tina noted, her golden eyes reflecting the overhead garage lights. "But the amazing thing is, he isn't afraid of that reality at all."

"Your father explicitly told me earlier that Rick Lee is a man who is completely unafraid of death," Lane revealed, her tone turning deeply serious. "There are massive, complex secrets surrounding that boy's existence, but the details are something your father cannot disclose even to me. That structural reality can only mean the kid is incredibly special. Bumping straight into his path four years ago outside that high school was an absolute blessing for your life, Tina."

Tina’s emotionless composure finally shattered, her eyes widening with genuine surprise as she spun around to face her mother.

"What?" Tina blurted out, her voice rising slightly. "Are you telling me there is actually a piece of operational information that father cannot even share with you?"

Lane let out a warm, gentle chuckle, reaching up to affectionately pat Tina on top of her loose hair bun.

"I trust your father Tony implicitly," Lane said reassuringly. "And the fact that he genuinely likes Rick Lee tells me everything I need to know about the situation. It means the kid is a force for good, so go ahead and completely forget I said anything about it."

"Yes, mother," Tina replied, her expression softening as the two of them turned to walk back toward the main levels of the estate...

It was about 1:20 AM when I got home, and since I knew Mary would be up around 4:00 AM, I decided to leave a handwritten letter directly on top of her glasses case so she would immediately see it the second she woke up.

After a quick five-minute shower to wash off the scent of the garage, I placed the note, crawled into bed, and gently kissed Mary's lips. I wrapped my arms around her waist, spooning her closely, and let sleep take me completely.

When Mary woke up a few hours later, she felt my arms securely holding her and a warm smile touched her lips. She reached over to the nightstand for her glasses and found the letter written in my distinct handwriting.

Turning on her dim bedside lamp, she began to read the pages while still nestled safely against my chest.

[Dear Wife, I had an incredibly interesting and eventful night. Please wake me up right now if you are mad or want to talk about it. If I find myself still sleeping, I will take it as a sign that you forgive me. It all started with me going to the Feng estate for dinner...]

While scanning the lines, Mary went through a rapid array of interesting facial expressions. Soon, she neared the very end of the long letter.

[...And so please forgive me for my selfishness in this matter. I love you the most, my Mary.]

She quietly put the letter away and pulled up her smartphone to check the Harem-Chat network, reading through the new text logs and closely watching the uploaded footage of the asphalt brawl. She paid very little attention to the actual physical fighting itself, instead hyper-focusing on the exact way Tina looked at me and held onto my arm.

"So, Miss Feng, you finally realized it after I came into the picture," Mary murmured to herself in the dim light. "Well, at least you have the basic decency to know that Rick needs to ask for my permission first, so I am perfectly fine with it if he wants you in his life. Hmm, but Nadia definitely has a valid point in those text logs. I think Rick needs to send us all to the high-end day spa again. No, better yet, the two of us need a full one-year membership package. Thanks to you, Tina, I like your style already, ufufu."

And that is the exact tactical sequence of how I got stuck purchasing two incredibly expensive, one-year day-spa memberships for my wives. But looking at the bright side, it allowed me to sleep in late without getting yelled at, so the financial hit was completely worth it.

The exact moment I finally got out of bed, I took a deep breath and verified that Mary had indeed completely forgiven me. I immediately got straight to work in the kitchen, preparing a beautiful, fresh breakfast spread for Hana. When she finally arrived home looking thoroughly exhausted from her demanding hospital shift, I accompanied her straight into the shower just as she had requested. I gave her an incredibly thorough, deep physical rubdown inside and out, making sure to alleviate all the tension in her muscles. After carefully tucking the sleepy Hana safely into bed, I grabbed my gear and left the house for school.

Now that my first official week on the job had officially wrapped up, I was no longer bound by strict, full-time bodyguard duties and possessed the freedom to come and go at any time I wanted. I almost drove out to pick Tina up out of pure muscle-memory reflex, but I caught myself just in time, remembering she was arriving today inside the main Feng family luxury limousine alongside Jill and Jenifer.

That's right, the older siblings who fell within a three-year age gap of the big four families all technically attended Star University as well, but the regional campus layout was so completely massive that we almost never ran into them. Even if they happened to be enrolled in the exact same corporate business courses, they were stationed in advanced classrooms on entirely different floors or operating on completely separate time schedules.

I pulled into the crowded student parking lot with only enough time left to sprint straight into class. Um, the morning shower with Hana had taken a considerable amount of time.

Today, I was wearing a clean white-gym-suit ensemble, and I noticed the classroom was already completely full the moment I stepped through the door. I walked down the aisle, placing my heavy bag securely into my designated seat, and tossed a casual greeting over to both Linda and James. As I walked past the row where Tina and Jenifer were sitting, I caught a sharp, questioning look from Tina's golden eyes, and I simply flashed her a quick, confident thumbs-up.

On my way back around to my desk, I ignored the baseline chatter of the other students and noticed Tina was smiling beautifully like an absolute winner.

Sitting down at my desk, I immediately started organizing the morning attendance paperwork. Linda leaned over slightly from her position, her posture remaining perfectly straight as she whispered to me.

"You are still definitely coming over this Saturday, right?"

Linda kept her spine perfectly aligned, staring directly into my eyes with her cool grey gaze as she waited for my verbal confirmation. I gave her a firm, reassuring nod. Satisfied with the response, she returned a sharp nod of her own.

James then leaned across the aisle from his side, his voice full of excitement. "I went ahead and made official lunch reservations over at the BBQ-House for today, so do not go forgetting that the two of us are hanging out. Last week you were entirely tied up with your corporate security work, so this is officially buddy week now!"

"Yeah, yeah, stop bugging me like a nagging wife," I replied with a grin, waving him off. "I already got the memo, man. We will go there the second the bell rings."

Once the completed roll call was fully filled out, I walked back down to Victoria’s main desk to hand over the paperwork. She looked up at me with her piercing purple eyes, immediately handing me a heavy stack of fresh paper documents. In her husky, distinct voice, she delivered her instructions.

"Mr. Lee, please pass these out to the rest of the class while I officially start the countdown timer. We are going to grade these specific sheets along with the other two classrooms at the absolute end of the week on Friday to see exactly where the students currently stand. Thank you."

I took the papers and immediately began distributing the quizzes around the room. I intentionally let my hand slip, accidentally dropping Scott's test sheet straight onto the floor so he was forced to bend down and pick it up himself. Ashley Hue looked completely on edge the second I drew close to her desk, her posture tensing up, but I chose to completely ignore her presence.

Finally, when I successfully navigated my way back to my seat, I overheard James wrapping up a casual conversation with Linda.

"Sure thing, Linda," James was saying with a wide smile. "Rick and I would absolutely love to have you join the two of us for lunch, assuming the BBQ-House menu is perfectly fine with your preferences?"

Linda noticed me sitting down, her grey eyes scanning both of our faces before she directed her response straight back to James.

"Eating alongside you two gentlemen would be absolutely delightful," Linda stated smoothly, her tone refined. "Thank you very much for the invitation, James. Rick, is this arrangement completely okay with you?"

A sudden internal calculation ran through my mind. Why am I immediately imagining that she is somehow using this scenario to blackmail me? No, breaking down her personality traits, she isn't the type of person to pull a cheap stunt like that.

"Sure, it's fine," I replied, leaning back in my chair. "But you have to remember that our usual guy talk gets a bit vulgar sometimes, so..."

"Then I will simply meet the two of you out at your SUV the moment lunch starts," Linda countered with a flawless smile.

I leaned back against my desk, realizing this was going to turn into an incredibly interesting week.