"Hm?" The man on the wall frowned and looked around, which increased Max's—who had managed to drag the first man behind the tree—heart beat.
"That damned horny bastard! He wants to pick the best one." The man on the wall cursed and began lowering himself from the wall just like the first man had done.
Max's expression grew dark when he heard his cursing. Previously, he had still entertained the thought that they might be trying their luck and see if they could find food and water. But now, it was clear they were here for Emily, Sophie and Natalie—his women.
A cruel glint flashed in his eyes and he twisted the knife in the first man's chest. However, the man had already died, so there was no response, which disappointed him a little.
He slowly put the dead body down, clenched the knife tightly and the moment the second man's feet landed on the ground, he rushed over and clamped his mouth shut with his palm.
Unlike the first man, this one noticed him at the last moment and resisted but Max found that this resistance was nothing in front of his surging strength.
So, ignoring his attempt to move his hand away, Max stabbed the man in the chest, right over his heart.
He then quickly dragged him behind the tree so his blood wouldn't drip right below where it would be visible to the next person who climbed the wall—if there were more in the group—and alert them.
However, the tree wasn't thick enough to hide two bodies, so he had to hold them in line. Then he waited for the next person like a ferocious beast waiting for its prey, his heart racing and his hand holding the knife trembling slightly.
He waited and waited, but no one came up, nor did he hear any noise from the other side of the wall.
'Were they just two?' He thought but waited for a while longer. When everything remained silent even then, he let himself relax and let go of the corpses.
'Why don't I feel anything?' He thought, looking at the corpses. Even though they had something nasty in their minds when they barged into his house, so logically there was no need to feel any guilt or have any conflicted feelings, the complete absence of them surprised him.
'I guess it's for the best.' He shrugged and went over to the middle of the courtyard and carried a chair over.
After cleaning the blood of the knife with the two corpses' clothes, he stuck in the waistband of his pajamas, stood on the chair and grabbed the edge of the wall.
Taking a deep breath, he pulled himself up and before climbing, he stretched his neck and looked down on the other side of the wall—apart from a lone aluminum ladder, there was no one.
He then swept his gaze on both sides of the road and saw no one. So, he climbed the wall and then stretched his hand down, grabbed the ladder and pulled it up and lowered it inside the house.
While he didn't need a ladder since there was one or two already in their store rooms, he couldn't let it sit there because it would tempt others to climb the wall and enter his house.
So, he removed it and threw the cutter inside too. Just as he was about to climb down, his gaze flicked to the villa next door.
This was a posh neighborhood and there were many villas here.
In this section alone, apart from the Williams residence, there were three other villas and on the opposite of the villas were many houses, all belonging to people above middle-class.
Anyways, since they were neighbours and owned a villa, they knew each other.
Max knew an old man businessman lived in this villa with his son, daughter-in-law, granddaughter who was roughly Natalie's age and 10 years old grandson.
The daughter-in-law, Mrs. Martinez, was a very beautiful and graceful Milf. In fact, she was a little more beautiful than his step-mother.
The only reason Max desired Emily more was because she was his step-mother and there was a forbidden thrill present.
As for the granddaughter, Nia, she was a cute girl, the kind who one would want to protect but also fuck her raw.
Since they were of the same age, the families were friends, she and Natalie had become friends too and she would often come over to play.
When he watched them run around the ground, sunbathe or swim in the swimming pool dressed in their sexy swimsuits, he would become incredibly excited and while imagining fucking them, he would rub one or two out.
So, the point was, he wanted both the mother and the daughter.
Seeing their fencing was still intact and the steel gate similar to theirs was locked, he sighed in relief.
However…
'I wonder if they are still alive?' He thought.
Two weeks had passed since everything went down. Even though they were barely alive, he figured their situation wasn't much different. If they weren't like Emily, Sophie, Natalie and him—too cowardly or maybe too greedy for life to end their lives until the very last moment—they might have already perished.
"If you are alive, hold on for a day or two more. Then, I'll come save you." He said while looking at their villa.
In such times where food and water were scarce, no would be willing to help others, but he was different.
He didn't lack food or water and was willing to take in every woman as long as they were up to his standards. After all, the women were his source of Harem Points, so the more he had, the better.
He then glanced at the houses on the other side of the street and sighed. Most of these houses had already been vandalized and people were killed.
'A pity! There were many beautiful women among them.' He sighed and climbed down the wall.
He then glanced at the corpses and decided to take care of them in the morning.
…
Knock! Knock!
Max knocked on Natalie's door and called out, "It's me."
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Following his voice, hurried footsteps sounded from the room before the door swung open and Natalie with a worried expression on her small, beautiful face appeared in front of him.
"Are you alright, Big Brother?" She asked, looking him up and down. When she saw he looked completely fine, she patted her budding chest and heaved a sigh of relief.
"I'm fine." Max smiled, ruffled her hair and then looked at Sophie, who had also walked over and nodded.
"There were two intruders. I took care of them. We are safe now." He said, not hiding what he did. In his opinion, they needed to know he could save them. Only then would they be completely willing to become his. This was why, before coming up, he had already informed Emily too.
Hearing him, both the girls' expressions changed, their pupils constricting.
Max, as though he didn't notice anything, told them Emily was also fine and that he gave her some water and bread. The girls were relieved upon hearing this and thanked him.
Max nodded in response. Then he glanced at Sophie and said, "It's already quite late. Go, rest in your room."
"Y-Yes." Sophie nodded and turned to walk out when Max thought of something and stopped her. He then walked out, returning a short while later with a jug of water and two cups in his hands.
He filled a cup and gave it to her, "Here, drink this when you feel thirsty in the night."
"Thank you, Max." Sophie took the cup and gratefully nodded. She then glanced at Natalie, said good night to them and left.
After she entered her room, Max walked into Natalie's and put the jug on the bedside table.
Then, sitting down in her bed, he glanced at her and said, "Close the door and come over, babygirl."