Lust System: Conquering the World Beauties

Stormzy's face twisted the second Dickson's words registered. His hand moved fast, yanking a pistol from the back of his waist and pointing it straight at Dickson's head.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Stormzy's voice was low, dangerous, shaking with pure rage.

Dickson's heart jumped to his throat, his eyes widening at the sight of the black steel aimed right at his face. In that instant, his entire fake bravado collapsed. He raised both hands like a coward caught red-handed.

"Wait, wait, bro, don't take it the wrong way!" Dickson said quickly, sweat instantly forming at his temple. "I didn't mean it like that. What I meant is—your mum's pussy is the best pussy!"

Silence fell.

Even Stormzy froze, his finger still tense on the trigger. His eyes blinked once, twice, trying to process the absolute stupidity he just heard. His guards stared blankly, unsure if this fool was insane or suicidal.

Kelly slapped her forehead so hard she almost left a red mark. Vanessa just closed her eyes, muttering a curse under her breath.

Stormzy's jaw worked as he clenched his teeth, still holding the gun level. He looked like he was deciding whether to pull the trigger or not.

"You…" Stormzy finally said, his voice low with venom. "You're fucking dead."

He raised the gun slightly higher, ready to blow Dickson's brains out.

"WAIT!" Kelly shouted, stepping forward quickly before Stormzy lost his control. She pushed her hands out. "Please, please—don't waste your bullet on him! He's an idiot with a big mouth. That's it. Nothing else. He doesn't mean what he says."

Stormzy's eyes didn't leave Dickson. His finger tightened just a little more on the trigger.

"Please," Kelly pressed on, her tone serious but respectful. "We're counting on you for this deal. Don't let him ruin it. I'll control him. Just ignore him."

Stormzy stayed still for a moment, lips twitching as he struggled to contain his anger. Finally, with a frustrated growl, he lowered the gun and shoved it back into his waistband. His eyes cut through Dickson like knives.

"You better watch your fucking dog," he spat, turning back to Kelly and Vanessa.

Vanessa gave a stiff nod, forcing a polite smile even though inside she wanted to strangle Dickson herself.

Stormzy motioned with his hand, and his guards immediately moved toward the two cars parked in front. "Let's move out!" he barked.

Before following, Stormzy turned his head one last time. His glare landed on Dickson, who still had his hands up like a kid caught stealing candy. "If your stupid driver can't keep up," Stormzy growled, "that's it. Don't bother coming."

Then he slipped into his car, slamming the door. His guards followed, sliding into the second car. Both engines roared alive, and within seconds, the two vehicles pulled out of the lot, speeding down the road.

Vanessa and Kelly wasted no time. They turned and rushed back to the SUV. Kelly climbed into the passenger side, Vanessa into the back. The second their doors shut, they both snapped at Dickson in unison.

"Drive!"

Dickson blinked at them, his hands still frozen on the wheel. "What, like now?"

"YES, NOW, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" Vanessa yelled, nearly climbing over the seat to smack him.

Kelly's voice was sharper, cutting like a blade. "If you don't move right now, this mission is over. Step on it!"

That was all Dickson needed to hear. A grin spread across his face, a reckless glint flashing in his eyes.

"Ohhhh," he said, cracking his knuckles. "So you're telling me to speed, huh? That's all I needed to hear!"

He slapped the gearshift into drive, his foot slamming down on the accelerator. The SUV roared to life, the tires screeching against the asphalt as the massive vehicle lunged forward.

The force of acceleration threw Vanessa back into her seat, and Kelly grabbed the dashboard instantly, her knuckles turning white.

"Dickson!" Kelly screamed. "Don't be a fool—just keep it steady!"

But Dickson wasn't listening. He leaned forward, eyes wide with excitement as the SUV surged down the road. The engine growled, and the speedometer climbed rapidly.

"Ohhh yeah!" Dickson shouted over the roar. "Finally, they told me to drive recklessly! This is what I was born for!"

The SUV weaved violently, swerving between cars on the busy morning street. Horns blared, drivers cursed, but Dickson only laughed like a maniac.

"You see that gap?" Dickson yelled, pointing between two cars. "Most people would slow down—but not me!"

He yanked the wheel, squeezing the massive SUV through a space barely wide enough. The side mirror clipped the edge of another car, sending the driver honking wildly, but Dickson didn't even flinch.

Kelly slapped his arm. "Do you want to get us killed?!"

"Relax!" Dickson shouted back. "This is premium driving, baby! Formula One level!"

Vanessa leaned forward, her voice sharp. "You stupid bastard, keep your eyes on the target cars or I'll choke you with this seatbelt!"

Dickson just grinned wider. "Don't worry, don't worry. I've got them locked in!"

Up ahead, Stormzy's two cars sped smoothly, cutting through the street with precision. They didn't seem to notice the SUV barreling behind them like a mad bull.

But what Stormzy's men didn't see was the sleek black supercar following at a distance.

It hugged the SUV's shadow, perfectly aligning itself so that the bulk of Dickson's reckless driving acted as cover. Every time the SUV swerved, the supercar shifted smoothly, its tinted windows hiding the two women inside.

Inside, Lilith sat calm, her sharp eyes locked on the road. Seo Yeon sat nervously beside her, both hands gripping her seatbelt tight. The silence inside the supercar contrasted with the chaos of the SUV ahead.

Lilith's fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel. She didn't need to rush. She didn't need to panic. Every move was calculated, her car blending seamlessly into the background as though invisible.

Finally, Lilith raised a hand to her ear, tapping the small comm device.

"Liam, are you there?" Her voice was calm, collected.

Static. No answer.

She tried again, her voice a little sharper. "Liam. Respond."

Still nothing but silence.

Her jaw clenched slightly, though her expression remained controlled. She tapped the comm one more time.

"Liam. Answer me."

The line was dead.

"What the hell is he doing?"

****

Back at the factory, Liam still had Ann on his lap. She sat sideways across his legs, her soft body pressing against his chest, while he buried his face against her neck. His lips grazed her skin, and he kissed her slowly before sucking lightly on the tender spot beneath her ear.

Her skin was warm, smooth, and carried that faint sweet scent of her perfume mixed with the natural softness of her body. It was intoxicating, almost too much for him to handle.

His hands had settled on her ass, cupping and squeezing it through the thin fabric of her short skirt. The shape filled his palms perfectly. Every squeeze made his cock stiffen even more, pressing up against her from beneath. Occasionally, he spanked her—just a quick, sharp slap—and the sound echoed softly in the quiet room.

Ann gasped every time. "Ahh~" Her voice came out high and shaky, and it only fueled him.

The moment she gasped, Liam would catch her lips again, kissing her deeper, forcing his tongue inside as he tasted her mouth. She clung to him, her arms around his shoulders, letting him take control.

To be honest, Liam didn't understand why he felt this restless. He had sex with Kelly this morning, and yet right now, with Ann sitting on his lap, it felt like he hadn't touched a woman in years. The need inside him wasn't calming down—it was only building up stronger.

Ann suddenly broke the kiss, laughing softly, her lips curled into a teasing smile. She looked at him with those dark, seductive eyes and said between small laughs, "What's wrong with you?"

Liam raised a brow, staring back at her while keeping his hand on her ass. His voice dropped low, teasing, "Should I stop then?"

He loosened his grip slightly as if to pull away, but before he could, Ann quickly grabbed his wrist and pressed his hand back onto her ass. Her face turned serious, her voice softer but firm. "Don't. I like it."

That grin of his spread instantly. She had just given him permission, and he wasn't going to waste it.

This time, his hand slipped lower, sliding down past her ass and under her skirt. He didn't rush. He dragged his fingers slowly along her smooth inner thigh, feeling how soft and delicate her skin was. The warmth of her body pulsed against his touch.

Ann shivered the moment his fingertips brushed the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. Her whole body tensed for a second before she melted against him, grabbing the back of his head and pulling his lips to hers again. Her kiss turned hungry, almost desperate.

"Mmmhh~" she moaned against his mouth, muffled but so damn sexy."Ahnnn~" slipped out as his fingers teased higher.

Her thighs closed slightly, instinctively squeezing together at the sensation, but Liam forced them apart again with his hand, spreading her gently.

She clung to him tighter, kissing him like she couldn't breathe without it. Her hips shifted slightly on his lap, rubbing against the hard bulge pressing into her.

Liam broke the kiss suddenly. Ann looked at him in confusion, her lips wet and slightly parted, her chest rising and falling quickly.

Instead of answering her unspoken question, he stood up, holding her waist as he lifted her effortlessly. He placed her down on the table in front of him.

Ann blinked, still trying to process what he was doing, her legs dangling off the edge of the table. "Liam…?"

He didn't respond. He simply sat back down on the chair, facing her.

Her confusion only grew, but then his hands reached forward. He grabbed her skirt and rolled it up to her waist in one smooth motion.

Ann's eyes widened, heat rising in her cheeks. "W–wait…"

But Liam didn't stop. He spread her legs apart, slowly, firmly, until she was open in front of him. The only thing between him and her pussy was the thin pair of panties she wore.

He didn't pull them off. Not yet. Instead, he leaned forward, close to her bare thighs.

Ann froze for a moment, breathing unevenly. Her hands gripped the edge of the table as she watched him.

Liam's lips pressed against the inside of her thigh. He kissed it softly, then trailed his mouth lower, sucking gently on her smooth skin.

"Mmmhh~" Ann let out a shaky moan. Her thighs twitched, the sensitivity making her jolt slightly.

Her skin was unbelievably soft. The taste of her bare thigh was clean, warm, and carried just the faintest trace of her natural scent. It was enough to make his mouth water, enough to make him want more.

He dragged his tongue slowly along the side of her thigh before sucking down harder, leaving a faint red mark.

"Ahhnn~" Ann gasped, her hands flying to grab the back of his head. She held him there, her nails digging lightly into his hair as her body trembled.

Liam smirked against her skin before moving to her other thigh, kissing, licking, and sucking. He took his time, deliberately avoiding her pussy. He wanted her squirming, wanted her begging.

Her moans filled the room, soft but desperate."Mmmh~ … ahhh~ … Liam…"

Her thighs instinctively tried to close again, but he pushed them open wider, keeping her spread as he worked his mouth on her smooth skin.

She tasted good. She smelled even better. And the way she reacted to every single kiss—shivers running through her, gasps leaving her lips—only made his cock ache harder.

Ann's breaths turned shaky, her whole body heating up from the teasing. She tilted her head back, moaning out loud, "Mmmmhh~ oh God…"

Liam sucked harder on her inner thigh, then pulled back just slightly, his lips wet from her skin. He looked up at her from between her spread legs, her flushed face and trembling body making him grin.