Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women

Omniscience was a cheat code that was just sitting there. Nancy had already recorded the video of their intimate encounter. It was unclear whether she intended to use it to threaten Hela or to threaten herself.

This sister-in-law was certainly no pushover either. In fact, Luis had also noticed that her personality was genuinely a bit extreme, even somewhat hysterical.

Luis let out a cold sneer and chose to ignore it for the time being. He held his wife tightly and sank into a deep sleep.

In contrast to the relief Luis felt after releasing his pent-up emotions, Nancy tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Just as she had taken off her clothes and lain down, someone in her class group chat tagged her:

"Nancy, be honest, why have you been pretending to be broke these past few days?"

"Yeah... this is just too insulting."

Nancy carefully scrolled through the chat history and discovered that a classmate had organized an event for promotional models at a business opening, pulling in classmates from the group for part-time work. Teacher Blanche from the Store, who happened to be on vacation, had also attended.

As a result, Teacher Blanche ended up telling everyone that Nancy had bought a Cayenne with a full cash payment. The moment this news broke out in the class group, it instantly caused an uproar.

"No way, where would Nancy get the money to buy a Cayenne? I've met her husband, he's a bit of a lecher, and he's definitely not some rich second-generation heir."

"Maybe there's some mistake? She asked me just a few days ago if I could lend her 2,000 dollars first."

"She asked you for money too? She asked me as well..."

Although this topic hadn't been discussed openly in the group before, everyone had been avoiding Nancy like the plague. After all, these days, borrowing money is the quickest way to ruin any relationship.

This group of people was vain and extravagant with their spending. Despite their glamorous appearances, they were all actually struggling financially, otherwise, why would they take on all sorts of part-time gigs, even side hustles on the periphery, just to make ends meet?

Teacher Blanche, who rarely spoke in the group, suddenly chimed in:

"I'm not kidding you all. I've worked at Porsche for two years, and to be blunt, I've seen wealthy folks who pay in full for other models."

"But this is the first time I've seen someone pay full cash for a Cayenne. Besides, Nancy is so beautiful, there's no way I'd mistake her for someone else. This sale was even credited to me, okay?"

"Teacher Blanche, you can't be serious, full cash for a Cayenne???"

"This feels unreal to me too. Didn't Nancy just trade in for a used BMW not long ago? How did she suddenly get enough money to buy a Cayenne?"

"How could you tell it was second-hand???"

"New cars always use temporary license plates first, the kind that are just a piece of paper. Only used cars that are transferred with their existing plates get the proper metal license plates right away."

At this point, Teacher Blanche added in the group: "I'm not lying to you all. Nancy really did buy a Cayenne."

"Where did she get that much money?"

"A man bought it for her. The card I saw was under a man's name, and the signature was a man's, but the car is registered under Nancy's name."

"So even the campus belle Nancy has fallen from grace, huh? But I haven't heard anything about her getting a divorce. How did she manage to find some old man to keep her???"

"He's not an old man, he's a pretty casual and handsome young guy. He looks even younger than Nancy."

"Teacher, you must be joking. The campus belle Nancy is robbing the cradle, and he paid in full for her to get a Cayenne?"

The class group chat exploded with activity. Some classmates started privately messaging Nancy to ask questions or offer congratulations.

Many speculated whether Nancy had won the lottery and had been testing who her true friends were by asking to borrow money. It seemed like those internet memes about testing relationships through borrowing money might actually be real.

Nancy wanted to explain, but her vanity got the better of her. She replied: "He's pursuing me. I'm still considering whether to accept or not."

This made the group even more frenzied. These night owls, awake in the dead of night, were suddenly wide awake, their jealousy probably reaching unprecedented levels:

"Nancy, you've got to be kidding. He paid in full for your car and he's still just pursuing you? What kind of foolish son of a wealthy family is he?"

Clearly, no one in the group believed such nonsense. In this materialistic society, reality was too harsh, even if you slept with someone until you were worn out, you might not get any real tangible benefits.

"If he's still pursuing you and already bought you a Cayenne, what kind of bullshit is that? This is pure nonsense. Even a green tea bitch who reads too much young adult fiction wouldn't fall for that."

After sending the message, Nancy herself felt how hypocritical it sounded, but it was too late to take it back.

At that moment, Teacher Blanche said in the group: "Alright, you little gossips, why are you digging so much?"

"Campus belle Nancy, you're something else, already married and still pulling this off? Where did you find this young boy-toy? If you don't want him, introduce him to me."

"You're not picky at all, are you..."

"If campus belle Nancy dumps him, I'll be heartbroken. In that case, I'll take care of him and comfort him myself."

"Wow, you're trying to steal both the man and the money... that's downright insane. Count me in, let's form a team."

The group chattered away excitedly, their words tinged with unmistakable envy and jealousy toward Nancy for managing to land a wealthy young man even after marriage.

Being part of this group, Nancy actually relished the feeling of being envied and admired. For a moment, she felt quite pleased.

But then she saw the message from Anglo, clearly informing her that the court had accepted the case. Pre-trial mediation would begin next week, and if mediation failed, they would have no choice but to go to court.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, get yourself a good lawyer. We'll see each other in court."

Nancy let out a sigh. As she placed a hand on her chest, she felt a slight pain.

She walked to the mirror and took off her bra. Her round, snow-white C-cup breasts were exceptionally beautiful, perfectly full and firm, so much so that they could be called works of art. Yet, on the milky-white skin of her breasts, there were faint bruises.

Touching it made her wince with pain, and Nancy's face flushed as she recalled the absurd events of the night.

At first, she hadn't believed that Nova Media would go so far, it was practically like forcing decent women into prostitution. Later, as if bewitched, she had agreed to her brother-in-law's teasing, joking suggestion to go "whoring" together.

What really got to her was seeing Maria, she just couldn't stay calm. Jealousy and resentment burned in her heart. She wanted to see how this unearthly, angelic woman would act when she was reduced to a whore.

It was like being possessed by inner demons and desire, she couldn't control herself. She had wildly encouraged her brother-in-law to cheat while her sister was pregnant. Now, looking back, it all felt so insane, like a dream.

Right before her eyes, barely a meter away, her brother-in-law was ruthlessly fucking her aunt-in-law, that dignified, elegant elder, who was moaning with satisfaction like a bitch in heat, arching her hips high to meet his thrusts.

And the craziest part was herself: her whole body grew feverish, her panties soaked through. She couldn't help but peek and touch herself until, in the end, her brother-in-law groped her breasts roughly and made her climax.

It was like a fantasy… a nightmare. Nancy couldn't even understand why she had been so bold.

Was it because the pressure had been too much lately? Ever since she got married, she had felt stifled. Was that why these perverted thoughts emerged?

She couldn't make sense of it…

Compared to her inner chaos, Luis was far more at ease. Before he fell asleep, a system notification echoed in his mind:

"Ding… Tall, Sexy Sister-in-Law Mission Branch Quest (Fuck Your Mother). Host has independently elevated the content of the side quest, triggering a hidden reward. Reward is being generated."

The original task was to fuck Daniel's mother, Hela. By accident, he had fucked her sister Maria first. Damn, it was like heading toward a threesome with both sisters.

The originally dull side mission had been elevated and came with a reward. No doubt about it, the System sure knew how to have fun.

Luis was overjoyed; he almost felt like grabbing Nancy's hand and thanking her properly.

The morning was wonderful for Lily. Men like morning blowjobs, but women couldn't escape the same appeal either.

Feeling slightly guilty, Luis turned off the alarm early and started the new day by giving his wife a beautiful climax through morning oral.

After seeing his wife off to work, Luis drove to the suburbs. He used to work at a private auto repair shop beside the highway. The boss, Fatty, was Luis's master. Back then, Fatty was still doing contracted work for others and hadn't started his own business. Now, he was a small boss.