Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?

Chapter 247: Chapter246-One Good Night



"What are you doing?"

Being stared at by Owen with that kind of look, Madelyn frowned slightly, feeling as if all her secrets had been seen through.

"Did you notice anything unusual while staying by the Archdemon's side?"

Owen pondered for a moment and asked.

Madelyn shook her head.

"Then the best plan we have right now is to go along with it and temporarily marry the Archdemon."

Madelyn's vision went black. "And you say you're not betraying my sister."

"It's just to deceive the Archdemon for now. Or would you rather go against her head-on? Besides, I need your help."

"Impossible!"

"If you cooperate, I'm confident I can force her to reveal her true purpose. Only then will we have a chance to escape."

"Really?" Seeing that Owen didn't seem to be joking, Madelyn looked at him half-believing, half-doubting.

"It's worth a try. This is our only chance."

...

Time flew by.

An hour later, the already lavish and brightly lit palace had been further adorned with festive decorations by the maids, making it look much more celebratory.

Various powerful figures of the Demon Realm had gathered in the grand hall in the front courtyard of the palace, presenting their congratulatory gifts to the Archdemon.

The once quiet palace was now bustling with activity.

"The auspicious hour has arrived!"

Suddenly, at the high-pitched announcement of the elderly butler, the Archdemon, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, supported Owen beside her as they walked step by step towards the banquet hall.

Owen glanced sideways at the Archdemon beside him. He had to admit, the Archdemon was already an unparalleled beauty, but now, after being dressed up, her usual aura of malevolence had softened, making her appear more delicate and charming.

The pure white gown she wore was elegantly fitted, accentuating her alluring figure in a way that made others almost drool.

The Demon Realm beings present were all staring with wide eyes and heated gazes.

After all, they had never seen the Archdemon in such a gentle state before, which made them even more envious and jealous of Owen.

Owen swallowed hard. The Archdemon's soft, ample chest lightly brushed against his arm as they walked, sending indescribable sensations through him.

Even Owen, who was no stranger to such things, felt his heart flutter.

The Archdemon seemed to notice this and discreetly widened the distance between them.

Soon, under the guidance of the elderly butler, the wedding ceremony of Owen and the Archdemon quickly reached its conclusion.

Amidst the cheers of countless Demon Realm creatures, Owen and the Archdemon entered the already prepared luxurious bridal chamber.

After entering the chamber, Owen noticed that the Archdemon appeared somewhat nervous, her body tense, completely lacking the composure and grace she had shown before.

"Miss, shall I assist you in changing into your sleepwear? Remember, a single night is worth a thousand gold."

The elderly butler, who had followed them into the chamber, looked at the Archdemon with a smile.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

She had served the Archdemon for many years and knew that while the Archdemon appeared mature, in this matter, she was still inexperienced and needed guidance.

Upon hearing the elderly butler's words, the Archdemon's cheeks flushed slightly, and she waved her hand in a flustered manner.

"Leave us."

"Miss, there's no need to be shy. This is a necessary step. If you don't want me here, I have a book for you to read."

The butler chuckled and handed the Archdemon a golden booklet before quickly turning and leaving.

The Archdemon glanced at the cover- The 36 Positions of the Bridal Chamber.

Owen, standing beside her, also took a look. Judging by the title, it didn't seem very proper.

As expected, when the Archdemon casually flipped through a few pages, her breathing noticeably quickened.

"As the Archdemon, don't tell me this is your first time?"

Seeing her reaction, Owen couldn't help but voice his suspicion.

The Archdemon glared at him. "Is it so surprising? In this world, few are worthy of me. Matters of love cannot compare to advancing one's power. Besides, my first time cannot be given away easily. That includes you."

Owen smiled at her response and nodded submissively. "I'll do whatever you say. But since we've already completed most of the ceremony, how about we relax with a drink?"

The Archdemon eyed Owen suspiciously. "Why are you suddenly being so cooperative?"

"You said it yourself—if you can't resist, then just enjoy it."

Owen poured two glasses of red wine and handed one to the Archdemon.

The Archdemon felt that something was off, but couldn't put her finger on it. So instead of taking the glass offered by Owen, she picked up the one he was holding.

"Come on, let's drink."

Owen paused slightly, then downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Seeing this, the Archdemon finally took a sip from her own glass.

"Although we are now husband and wife, I'm not quite ready yet. So let's leave it at this for now."

Hearing this, Owen's suspicions grew even stronger. This Archdemon didn't truly love him; all her actions were just a facade for some ulterior motive.

"Miss, if you don't understand something, I'll be just outside. Just call for me!"

Outside the room, the elderly butler, who hadn't heard any movement from within, leaned against the door, whispering softly.

"All of you, retreat a hundred meters! Without my command, no one is allowed to approach!" Seeing the elderly butler and the personal maidens eavesdropping, the Archdemon waved her hand, forming a mana barrier that forced them back.

"Ah, Miss is really something. She loves eavesdropping herself, yet now she won't let us do

the same."

"Miss may seem proud, but she's definitely a passionate lover inside. I wonder if Mr. Owen

can handle it."

"He should be fine. He's at his prime right now..."

The maidens giggled softly among themselves.

Meanwhile, inside the bridal chamber.

After dismissing the elderly butler and the personal maidens, the Archdemon stood up and

walked towards an adjacent room.

"You should rest here for tonight. Remember not to blow our cover."

"Wait!"

Seeing that the Archdemon was about to leave, Owen suddenly reached out and stopped her.

"Archdemon, are you leaving just like that? Isn't there something we still haven't

completed?"

The Archdemon frowned slightly and turned to look at Owen, only to see him stepping forward and embracing her.

The Archdemon's pupils shrank. This Owen was incredibly audacious! She had made it clear that everything was just for show, yet he dared to touch her!

Although the masculine embrace left her slightly dazed, she wasn't an ordinary person. She immediately prepared to push Owen away.

But at that moment, she suddenly realized that the mana in her body was rapidly depleting! Her hand that was meant to push Owen away felt soft and weak, more like a gentle lover's

caress.

What?

A trace of confusion flashed through the Archdemon's eyes. Given her current power, how

could her mana suddenly be suppressed like this?

"The wine... was it spiked?"

Her mind raced, and she quickly pinpointed the cause.

Owen didn't answer her question. Instead, he gazed down at her alluring body and smirked.

"Since we're now husband and wife, how can we skip the most important step of the wedding

night?"

Owen scooped up the Archdemon and moved to lay her down on the bed.

"How dare you!"

Seeing Owen was serious, the Archdemon's heart filled with panic. She quickly tried to gather

what little mana she had left to suppress Owen.

But now, under the suppression of Madelyn's Blood Eye Essence, and with Owen releasing Mana Void, her power had dropped sharply to the master-tier level! This suppression wouldn't last long, but for Owen, it was more than enough.

So, the moment the Archdemon moved to attack, Owen caught her wrist and pressed her onto

the bed.

A heavy masculine scent enveloped her. The Archdemon's heart raced as she desperately

kicked at Owen's groin. The overwhelming mana caused the room to tremble.

"A lethal low blow?"

Owen was taken aback. This woman was ruthless! He couldn't afford to show any mercy.

After all, time was running out.

Immediately, Owen locked his legs around the Archdemon's soft, fair legs and, with a grin,

began unbuttoning her pristine white gown.

"Stop struggling. Tonight, you're mine."

"You dare!"

"If you lay a hand on me, I'll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death once my power

returns!"

"Haha, to die under a peony flower, even as a ghost, it's still romantic. Even if I die by your hand, it'll be worth it."

Ignoring her threats, Owen deftly undid most of her gown, exposing her delicate curves, exuding a unique allure.