Harem of the Dragon Lord Vol.1
Copyright© 2026 by BillMax
Chapter 11
Ethan Blackthorn grinned.
“Get lost? You mean tumble in the sheets?”
Serena Blake was so furious she wanted to bite him.
“You scoundrel! From now on, you’re the security guard for this bar!”
“I won’t do it!” Ethan flatly refused.
Damn it. I’m rich enough to buy nations and powerful enough to shake the world. I’m one step away from being invincible, and she wants me working as a bouncer?
“Hmph. Then let’s get a divorce!” Serena said coldly.
Ethan felt like he could spit blood, but he didn’t dare lose his temper. He forced a smile instead. “Actually ... I’ve always aspired to be a security guard. Honey, thank you for giving me this opportunity!”
Seeing Ethan fuming but unable to fight back made Serena feel incredibly satisfied. That’s what you get for harassing me, you scoundrel.
“Hmph. Go report to Zack Stone!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
After leaving the bar, Ethan was about to find the security captain when his phone rang. The call was from his second master — the leader of the Oracle Society.
“Second Master, you miss me already?” Ethan asked cheerfully.
“You brat, you got married?” An ancient, ethereal voice came through the line.
Ethan wasn’t surprised. The Oracle Society was the world’s foremost intelligence organization. They knew about his every move.
“Yeah. So, what wedding gift are you planning to send me?”
“A gift? My ass! Do you not know you have a marriage agreement? Or have you forgotten what kind of constitution you have?” his second master demanded angrily.
Ethan whined, “Second Master, you think I wanted this? I was forced into it.”
“Bullshit! You’re a prodigy in both medicine and martial arts. The seven of us old geezers combined are no match for you, so how could some girl drugged with an aphrodisiac possibly threaten you? I think you just saw a pretty face and got ideas.”
“Second Master, what kind of person do you take me for? I, Ethan Blackthorn, am a man of integrity! How could I be swayed by mere beauty?”
“Hmph. Divorce her. Divorce her immediately. Otherwise, we’ll tell Luna you got married and let her deal with you.”
Ethan shivered. Luna was his senior brother’s daughter — the Human Emperor’s daughter. She wasn’t old, but she was an absolute little terror.
“Second Master, I was wrong! It’s not that I don’t want a divorce — it’s that I can’t right now.”
“What do you mean?”
“Have you forgotten about my constitution?”
On the other end of the line, the Oracle Society leader trembled. “You little rascal, don’t tell me ninety percent of your cultivation has already entered Serena Blake’s body.”
“You’re a genius, Second Master!”
“What a disaster! In that case, just come clean with her. Reveal your identity and tell her to offer herself to you. Tell her she’ll receive an astronomical sum as compensation if she’s willing.”
Ethan said gloomily, “If only it were that simple. But Second Master, I promise you — as soon as I get my cultivation back, I’ll divorce her.”
“And when will that be?”
“It should be very soon. After all, with my immense charm, what woman could resist?”
His second master chuckled. “That’s true. Well, hurry it up.”
“Understood!”
His second master hung up, and Ethan breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn it, I’d better not find out which bastard told Second Master about this. If I do, I’ll beat the crap out of him.
(The Southern King, Dominic Hale, suddenly sneezed.)
Ethan turned and entered the security office, where several guards were playing poker.
“Who is Zack Stone?” Ethan asked.
A brawny man’s gaze fell on him. This was Zack Stone, the security captain for Serena’s bar. He looked Ethan up and down with disdain before asking indifferently, “What’s up?”
“You’re Zack Stone?” Ethan inquired with a smile.
“That’s right.”
“Oh, I’m here to report for duty.”
“Report? What do you mean?” the man asked again.
Ethan chuckled. “It means that from now on, I’m a proud member of the bar’s security team. Please look after me, Captain Stone.”
Zack Stone let out a sinister laugh. “Look after you? No problem. But buddy, how can I do that when you’ve come empty-handed?”
“What do you mean, Captain Stone?” Ethan asked, feigning ignorance.
Zack grinned. “Here’s the deal. Go across the street and get me two cartons of Imperial Nines. After that, I’ll be sure to look after you.”
“No problem,” Ethan replied, holding out his hand.
“What’s this for?” Zack asked, his voice turning cold.
“You asked me to go buy cigarettes, didn’t you? Where’s the money?”
The room erupted in thunderous laughter. Everyone stared at Ethan as if he were an idiot. Zack, in particular, laughed so hard his stomach ached.
“Kid, you don’t know how things work, do you? If that’s the case, I can’t look out for you. In fact, I’m afraid our humble little security team has no room for you.”
Ethan was secretly delighted. He didn’t want to be a security guard anyway.
“Are you serious, Zack?”
“Yes, I’m serious!” Zack sneered.
Ethan smiled. “Alright, I’ll go talk to Manager Blake right now!”
At those words, a cold glint flashed in Zack’s eyes.
“Stop right there!”
Zack was furious.
What the hell.
Some stinking beggar, who knew whose connections he used, wanted to join the security team. Not paying his respects was one thing, but now he was trying to tattle.
He was truly sick of this.
“What, thinking of running to complain?” Zack asked coldly.
As his words fell, several security guards suddenly surrounded Ethan, all of them glaring at him with hostility.
Ethan looked at Zack, utterly baffled.
Complain? Where did that come from?
“Captain Stone, you must be mistaken. I wasn’t thinking of complaining at all,” Ethan said.
He had been looking for Serena to tell her that he wasn’t cut out to be a security guard, hoping she would drop the idea. Although Zack demanding a “gift” had annoyed him, Ethan understood that the security team had its own rules, and he had no intention of disrupting them. How had that turned into him wanting to complain?
“Hmph, you think I’m as brain-dead as you? If you weren’t going to complain, why were you looking for President Blake?”
“I was looking for my wife to tell her I’m not suited for this job,” Ethan explained.
Zack sneered. “Kid, don’t tell me President Blake is your wife.”
Ethan nodded. “That’s right. Serena Blake really is my wife!”
The moment he said it, a roar of thunderous laughter erupted in the large security room. The men were doubled over, some clutching their stomachs. Zack laughed so hard that tears streamed from his eyes.