NTR Rogue in the Apocalypse-Chapter 246: Laura’s Worth

John wanted nothing more than to continue his game with Dalia, but he had to become stronger and he had to be prepared. Currently, Mikal with a team of human and Nevilian scouts were searching for the Luminar’s mining operation and Lydia had been left in charge of coordinating with Nova’s faction.

John smiled and rubbed Dalia’s butt, admiring his work.

Dalia was panting, her body trembling slightly, and her nipples were hard as they poked through the fabric of her top. John reached out and cupped her chin, turning her face towards him.

"Good girl," he smiled.

"Why do you always have to be so mean?" she whined.

John chuckled. "Don’t act like you don’t like it."

Dalia huffed and pouted.

"Fine. I do," she admitted. "But you don’t have to be such a bully about it."

John leaned in and kissed her cheek.

"I’m not a bully. I just like seeing you squirm."

John patted Dalia’s shoulder and walked away, leaving her standing there, alone and frustrated. A little bit cruel, but she would get her share at night.

He walked around the base looking for Amber but he couldn’t find her anywhere. It was time for lunch and he still hadn’t found her, and so, he decided to eat at the cafeteria. He was about to sit down in a corner when he spotted Laura sitting with Jolene, a rare combination.

Laura was wearing a white dress with a golden rim on the edges and a v-shaped collar. As he got closer, he realised that the V-neck extended below her bosom and almost down to her belly button.

She was also wearing a pair of black, strappy stilettos and a necklace that accentuated the curves of her breasts and hips. A stylish outfit, but one not appropriate for the apocalypse.

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Her long, silky, black hair was cascading down her shoulders, framing her face and accentuating her high cheekbones and full lips.

"Hi, John," Laura purred, her voice low and seductive.

"Hello, ladies," John smiled at her and sat next to her.

Jolene smiled back, but Laura scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Something wrong, Laura?" he asked, quirking a brow.

"Nothing," she replied, a hint of venom in her tone.

He looked at Jolene, but she simply shrugged.

"Do you need anything?" Jolene asked.

"Actually, yes. Do you know where Amber is?"

"No clue," Jolene said, shaking her head.

John shrugged and dug into his meal.

When the other survivors learned that Laura had not become one of John’s women, many had begun to try their luck, because who wouldn’t want to be Laura Rizalde, the famous actress’ man? Even if it was the apocalypse, she was still most men’s dreams.

While she was eating, she glanced at the men who were staring at her lustfully.

She caught John’s eye and smirked.

She knew she was being watched, and she loved the attention. Just then, one of the men made his way to their table, and Laura rolled her eyes. Many had tried their luck with her, but this one was particularly insistent.

"Hey, beautiful. My name’s Carlos," the man said, flashing her a wide grin.

Laura smiled politely, but John could tell she was irritated.

"I’m Laura," she replied, her voice laced with disinterest.

"I know. Can I join you?"

"No. We’re in the middle of a meal," Laura replied.

The man was insistent and had no shame. John simply observed, amused.

Laura had a lot of patience, but she seemed to be losing her patience. She glanced at John, who was watching the exchange with amusement, and she glared at him, as if daring him to intervene.

He shrugged in response. If she couldn’t handle this, it would be her problem.

The man was still talking, but John was only half-listening as he watched the interaction with amusement.

Carlos caught Laura glaring at John and a cold sweat covered his forehead. If it was him, he would be terrified, but the man was shameless and took the opportunity.

"Would you rather go somewhere else?" he asked, his tone hopeful.

Laura sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Look, Carlos, was it? I’m not interested. Now, if you’d please leave me alone, that would be great."

She gestured to her food as if that would get the point across, but Carlos either didn’t get the message, or didn’t want to accept it.

"Come on, Laura. You can’t blame me for trying. I’m just trying to get to know you," he pressed.

John took a sip of his juice.

"Carlos," John called out and Carlos flinched.

"Go get me a glass of water."

Carlos was shaking, his face pale, and his body tense. "O-okay."

"Make sure you bring the water to me."

"Yes."

Carlos was ready to obey every order without any complaints.

Laura sighed and watched as the man scurried off.

"You are too soft on him. He was annoying the heck out of me," she groaned.

"You shouldn’t have ignored him in the first place. That just emboldened him."

"Humph," Laura scoffed, her gaze trailing after the man.

John smiled to himself, taking another bite of his food. He knew how Laura was, and he knew she wouldn’t take his advice. Still, he’d had to try.

Carlos returned with the glass of water and handed it to John with trembling hands, his eyes avoiding John’s as he did so.

"Thank you, Carlos. You’re dismissed," John said, waving him away.

"Y-yes, sir," Carlos replied, and hurried off.

Laura smirked, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips as she watched the man flee.

"See? That’s how you deal with pests," she said, her voice smug.

John shrugged and continued eating.

He knew Laura was a strong and confident woman, but he didn’t want her to go around scaring people, and maybe, just maybe, if one of these men fell in love with her, she would give him a quest. John’s desire for strength was growing rapidly, and he thought it would be good to at least get a quest from Laura. Otherwise, she was useless to him.