Desire Investment System

He stepped forward, hand on the door, ready to push it wide—

And then the System reappeared.

[ System Maintenance has finished ]

The glowing words froze him mid-step.

[ From now on all missions' risk will be set to the highest grade by default. The reward will also only be decreased from quadruple to triple. ]

Jace narrowed his eyes. 'Is highest risk higher than high risk?'

[ Highest Risk: It's a grade higher than high risk, and is deemed as the most difficult by users. ]

His brows tightened. 'Who are the other users?'

[ .... ]

Silence. The window didn't change no matter how long he stared.

Jace exhaled sharply. 'Fine. Show me the missions tab.'

[ All the missions have been reset ]

His chest stilled for a beat, caught off guard.

[ #01 Target: Juliana Everen. Time Limit: 8 Months. Reward: 3x of Ten Million Dollars. ]

A flicker of hope lit his face. 'Does that mean the funds will also be authorised again?'

[ Notice: As #01 Target's funds have been provided beforehand, so it'll not be reauthorized. ]

The small spark died. His lips twisted into a bitter smile. He let out a breath, muttering under it, "What was I even hoping for…"

Then another notification slid across the screen.

[ #02 Target: Elaria Allen. Time Limit: 8 Months. Reward: 3x of Ten Million Dollars. ]

Confusion shadowed his features.

[ Notice: For #02 Target, only Half a Million Dollars were previously authorized due to an error. The remaining Nine Million and Five Hundred Thousand Dollars will now be authorized. ]

Jace smirked.

After throwing millions into the miracle face cream, and burning through nearly eight million at the reunion, his accounts had bled thin.

He had been weighing alternatives to raise money. But now, the system had put exactly what he needed back in his hands. Enough to step forward with his grand plan.

The next morning, after a warm breakfast with Maribel and Camila, Jace left with a smile, returning to Royal Orchid Hotel, room 908. The same room as before.

For the next three months, he gave everything to A Dark Destiny.

He practically lived on set. Days were spent shooting, and nights went into circling the crew with refreshments in hand, polite small talk on his lips, and a quiet pressure that kept anyone from slacking. Even on days without filming, he was there, watching closely, dissecting scripts and tightening scenes until they met his standard.

With the system stripping away features like skill investment, he could no longer acquire anything new. But thankfully what he already had stayed with him—acting, writing, cosmetic formulation, marketing, and business administration. He leaned on them all, each sharpened into tools that kept the production steady.

So focused that even his usual indulgences faded. Amelia and Valentina matched his pace as professionals. While Noelle lagged behind.

He helped her instead of crushing her, a kindness that only deepened her guilt for sleeping with another woman's man.

There were some sparks of trouble. Callen's temper sometimes boiling over, his aggression spilling into scenes. But between Jace's quiet authority and Kyra's hand striking him hard enough to spit blood.

Callen was left limping between set and hospital until his fight vanished. And fear etched deep within his mind.

At last, the shooting wrapped.

Jace threw the grandest celebration. Everyone was invited, from top crew to the lowest assistants.

While Amelia busied herself with producers and heads of department.

Jace leaned back on the sofa in his room. Valentina knelt between his legs, her tongue tracing the underside of his cock, lips stretched around his length.

His head tipped back, a faint groan slipping out. 'After so long… feels like euphoria.'

But the pleasure sharpened with dissatisfaction. His brows drew down. 'If only…'

His gaze lowered, voice edged with frustration. "Can't you do more than just hold it in your mouth?"

Valentina's muffled protest came around his cock, her words stumbling. "I… hav-en't… done… th-is… bef—"

Jace's hand grabbed her hair, yanking her head back. "If you lack technique, then use your fucking body," he growled, low and commanding.

Then he shoved his cock into her mouth. Hard. Fast. Her jaw stretched, gagging, drool running down her chin. He pulled back slightly, then shoved in again, rough and relentless. She choked, but he didn't slow.

He fucked her mouth, pulling and pushing, each thrust sharp and merciless. Her nails clawed weakly at his thighs, her D-Cup breasts bouncing with every hit.

When he was about to cum, he shoved her head down harder. She gagged, throat stretched to the limit. He buried himself deep, pumping thick, hot cum straight into her throat.

She gagged, tears streaming, with no choice but to swallow every drop as her body shook violently.

Finally, after releasing the last of the cum, he let her go.

She collapsed onto the floor, gasping, throat hurt and aching, chest heaving, saliva and cum slick all over.

After a few moments, he chuckled softly, amusement curling in his voice. "Valentina, are you already done? But my cock hasn't calmed yet."

Her wide eyes fell to his cock, it was still rigid, standing tall. "H-How… didn't you just cumm—"

His smile faded, voice cold. "What? Are you comparing me to your pathetic ex-boyfriends?"

"N-No, that's not what I meant…" Her voice trembled.

"I see, you need punishment." Jace said, tone sharp with judgment. Then his lips curved into a dark smile. "Stand on all fours."

Valentina froze, confusion flooding her. "W-What?"

Jace leaned toward her, his smile steady but his tone cutting. "Do I need to repeat myself?"

She flinched, rising unsteadily, her legs trembling as she took a step toward the bed, eyes darting to him in unease.

Jace's eyes narrowed. "What are you doing?"

Valentina blinked, unsure. "Do you… want to do it on the sofa?"

"No, my pet Valley." His smirk widened, though his tone was ice cold.

"Walk on all fours to the bed."

Her breath hitched. Humiliation flushed through her, fear twisting in her chest, yet the demand sent a jolt of forbidden excitement down her spine.

After a long pause, she obeyed, sinking to her hands and knees. Her crawl was slow, hips swaying unconsciously as she made her way to the bed.

Shame burned her cheeks, yet the rough way he had handled her moments ago left her pussy wet, every movement making her aware of it.

Jace followed behind, gaze locked on her trembling body, a dark satisfaction curling through his thoughts. 'This is what you get for your arrogance when we first met.'

He climbed onto the bed after her, one hand gripping her ass firmly. His smirk deepened. "Now, let's finish what we couldn't before."

His cock pressed against her asshole and thrust in, stretching her with a sharp motion. She moaned loudly.

Lost in the anal sex, they didn't notice.

The door was left slightly ajar, and a pair of trembling green eyes watched them.

A girl stood there, breath unsteady, face flushed scarlet. One hand pressed hard against her pussy, rubbing feverishly as she listened to Valentina's moans.

It was Noelle.