Chapter 240 Devilish Charm [Part 2]
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Villain Ch 240. Devilish Charm Part 2
“He has— you know. Uh… I accidentally touched his real…” Vivian’s voice trailed off, her words carrying a hint of embarrassment. She hesitated for a moment, gathering her thoughts before mustering the courage to reveal the intimate detail. “I accidentally touched his… well, his… ‘anaconda’,” she finally blurted out, her face turning an even deeper shade of red.
The group exploded with a cacophony of gasps and giggles, their reactions a mix of shock, intrigue, and unabashed amusement. Zoe leaned in closer, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
“And?” Zoe prodded, unable to contain her curiosity. Her gaze was fixed on Vivian, eager to hear every juicy detail.
Vivian’s embarrassment was palpable as she took a deep breath, gathering her composure. “Well, it’s kind of… big,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she confessed this intimate detail to her friends.
“Yeah, I know that,” Larissa answered casually, a smirk playing on her lips.
“You know that?” Vivian asked, her eyes widening with surprise.
Larissa chuckled, enjoying the moment. “He goes to the same gym as me, and let’s just say he’s not shy about showing off what he’s got. He usually wears those simple shorts and shirts, and trust me, they don’t leave much to the imagination when he workout.” She winked, thoroughly enjoying the envy and curiosity that painted the faces of her friends.
The others exchanged glances, a mixture of fascination and envy evident in their expressions. They had all spent hours fantasizing about what lay beneath Allen’s seemingly ordinary exterior. Larissa, however, seemed to hold the key to that secret, and they were hanging onto her every word, hoping to catch a glimpse of the forbidden knowledge she possessed.
“You don’t know how bad I want to pull him back into the shower after his gym session is over,” Larissa continued, her voice dripping with mischief. She leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I bet that steamy water would do wonders for both of us.” A collective gasp escaped the lips of her friends, their imaginations running wild with the tantalizing image Larissa had just painted.
Zoe let out a low whistle. “Damn, Larissa, you’ve got it bad for him.”
Larissa shrugged, a mischievous grin on her face. “Can you blame me? Have you seen him? It’s like a divine sculptor spent centuries perfecting every curve and contour of his body. I swear, it’s like he stepped straight out of a romance novel.” Her eyes sparkled with a mix of admiration and desire.
“The gym is close to my apartment, right?” Jane piped up, her voice filled with determination. “Maybe I need to start going to the gym. You know, for health reasons.” She tried to keep her tone casual, but her friends could see through her thinly veiled attempt to get closer to Allen.
“Health reasons? Yeah, right,” Zoe scoffed in a playful tone.
Vivian nudged Jane playfully, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Oh, come on, Jane. We all know you’re just looking for an excuse to ogle Allen. No need to hide it.”
Jane blushed, her face turning a shade of crimson. “Okay, maybe there’s some truth to that,” she admitted, unable to contain her newfound infatuation with Allen.
“Hmm… Should I come too? Joining a workout class doesn’t sound bad,” Zoe wondered aloud, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, contemplating the idea of using exercise as a means to get closer to Allen. “Or maybe I can pretend to be a complete newbie and ask for his advice on working out. You know, break the ice that way.”
The others turned to her, their expressions a mix of amusement and disbelief. “Zoe, he’s not an instructor,” Vivian reminded her, trying to suppress a giggle.
Zoe shrugged, an impish grin spreading across her face. “Well, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind lending a helping hand,” she let out a playful laugh, imagining the scenario in her mind.
Larissa rolled her eyes playfully. “You know, Zoe, you already have your own personal gym in your house. Why go through all the trouble?”
Zoe’s grin widened. “Ah, but where’s the fun in that? Working out at home is convenient, but it lacks the thrill and excitement. Plus, I don’t have Allen in my house. That’s a good reason to join the gym, right?” she chirped, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Larissa shook her head, her expression a mix of concern and amusement. “Oh, God. Please don’t make him your personal attraction at the gym. Trust me, he already has enough attention from secret admirers,” she cautioned, her tone filled with a mix of amusement and warning.
Zoe raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Are you serious? He’s that popular?”
Larissa nodded, a knowing smile playing on her lips. “Oh, absolutely. Some of the women in my Pilates class practically drool over him. They consider him the ultimate eye candy. But most of them are married housewives who can only admire him from a distance,” she explained, her tone laced with a hint of envy.
The others leaned in, their curiosity piqued by Larissa’s revelation. “So, he’s like a celebrity at the gym?” Zoe asked, her eyes widening in intrigue.
Larissa chuckled. “Well, not exactly a celebrity, but he certainly stands out. With his natural charisma, it’s hard for anyone not to notice him. He’s got a way of commanding attention without even trying,” she admitted.
“Does that mean he is not completely safe from those housewives?” Jane chimed in, her tone filled with genuine concern. “I mean, some women can be pretty bold when it comes to pursuing their crushes, even if they’re married.”
Larissa nodded, understanding Jane’s worry. “True, but don’t worry too much. Allen has a gym buddy named Gerry, and they’re pretty tight. They work out together and have each other’s backs, so it’ll be hard for those housewives to approach him without making it obvious that they’re interested,” she reassured them.
The group let out a collective sigh of relief, glad to know that Allen had a loyal friend to watch his back. They felt a sense of comfort knowing that he had someone looking out for him in the midst of his unintentional gym popularity.𝗼𝐯𝐞𝐥.𝐜𝐨𝗺