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Chapter 105: The Goal
🕑 Added 2025-10-26 20:00:08 +0000 UTCThe faint early morning sunlight struggled to pierce the improperly closed curtains of the luxurious apartment in the heart of Titan City...
Owen awoke with a groan. He felt a weight on his chest... but it was a "satisfying" weight of the highest order.
The air in the room was still thick with the pungent, fishy smell of dried love juice, mixed with sweat and the unique scent of a woman... It was the smell of a "battlefield" that had just seen a fierce battle.
The entire room was in a state of "after the storm." The expensive satin sheets were crumpled beyond recognition, piled at the foot of the bed. Several pillows were scattered on the floor. The thick, soft wool carpet was covered in sticky stains...
The clothes of all three Jessica's dress, Victoria's sexy form-fitting outfit, and Owen's casual wear were torn to shreds and piled on the floor like wreckage... It was proof that the "war" to reclaim the 5 lost points had been fierce and lasted all night.
And Owen's main focus after waking was the soft body lying on top of him...
Victoria... She lay naked on top of him, her beautiful, proud face, now makeup-free, resting peacefully on his chest. Her breathing was even...
And even in sleep... her slit, slightly swollen from heavy use, was still "connected" to his massive cock. It was still lightly twitching against him rhythmically, as if her body was confirming that the [Chain of Lust] condition had been satisfyingly fulfilled.
Meanwhile, to his right... Jessica also lay naked on her side. One of her hands held his waist tightly, while her sharp, beautiful face rested on his shoulder. Her full lips were curved in a truly happy smile... confirming that she had fully "joined" the war as a loyal secretary.
Owen looked at the scene, satisfied... The mission to "pump up" the 5 points lost from the camping trip was a resounding success.
He thought back to last night... when he arrived at the apartment after dropping everyone off. Victoria was waiting for him, furious, both pouting and so horny she was nearly insane. She pounced on him like a mad dog. The war on the bed erupted instantly.
He had to spend the entire night "comforting" her with his sire's core, feeding her his semen again and again, until her fury gradually dissipated... And of course, Jessica, who was waiting to welcome her master back, didn't miss the chance to "help" her master "manage" Victoria.
It started as two against one, but in the later stages of the war, after Victoria had been tamed and Jessica's primal instincts were awakened... he became the one being ganged up on by the two "starving" women.
Owen smirked as he recalled it all. It was a worthwhile battle.
He glanced at the clock... Still early, but he had important business to attend to.
He slowly and carefully began to sit up, trying to pull his still-erect cock from Victoria's slit, which was still "sucking" him tightly like a machine.
Schlick...
A wet, embarrassing sound of withdrawal echoed softly in the quiet room.
"Mmm... Don't... pull it out... Master... Araa~" Victoria moaned in her throat. She murmured in her sleep, instinctively trying to wrap her long legs around his waist, but the exhaustion from being "ravaged" all night made her unable to resist, and she sank back into deep sleep almost immediately.
And of course, his movement woke Jessica beside him... She opened her eyes groggily, blinking to focus. When she saw it was him, she gave him a sweet smile.
"You're awake... darling~"
Owen leaned down to kiss her forehead before whispering, "I have important business to take care of. Get some rest... You 'worked hard' last night."
Jessica nodded in understanding, her face blushing slightly at the thought of last night's "work." "Mmm… You too~ Be safe."
Owen got out of bed, stepping over the naked bodies of the two women who were now cuddling each other happily. He stood still for a moment, looking at his "handiwork" scattered around the room, before turning and walking quietly into the bathroom.
Ten minutes later... he was standing in front of the mirror, dressed in casual clothes he had prepared.
'Alright... time to go see Iris,' he thought as he adjusted his collar. 'Hope she can make use of this,' he thought hopefully, picking up the "Mechanical Heart" to look at it. No matter how many times he saw it, it was always filled with the beauty of "technology."
Fifteen minutes later...
Inside Owen's SUV, cruising the streets of Titan City. The low hum of the engine was a soft backdrop. The air inside the car was cool and clean from the AC. The morning sun slanted through the windshield, giving a feeling of clarity and comfort.
Owen, in clean casual clothes, was driving with one hand steady on the wheel. His face was neutral, his eyes focused on the road, but his mind was working hard. His brain was churning over his current problem. A problem named... Iris.
'That lab...' Owen thought, his index finger tapping a rhythm on the steering wheel... tok... tok... tok... '...it was upgraded too fast.'
He frowned slightly... He wasn't an idiot. Making money through "normal" channels, whether white or gray, was never this fast... Not fast enough to buy that high-level equipment... processing servers, surgical robotic arms, bio-culture tanks... All of that required massive capital, and it was all installed within a few weeks.
He thought back to the last time he asked her about it...
"I have my 'special' ways... darling."
Her tone then... it was "evasive" and "concealing" on purpose... Her eyes held that familiar cunning look... the look of a queen who didn't want to show her hand. And the most suspicious point...
The massive "underground debt" Iris took from the mafia... it had "gone silent" suspiciously.
'It's been over a month now...' he calculated. 'Even if the deadline is three months... with the mafia's normal system, they wouldn't just wait until the deadline to collect, right?'
No... they weren't a charity. They should at least come once a month to intimidate their debtor... to apply pressure... But there was nothing... Quiet... as if the debt never existed.
'She must have done 'something'...' Owen concluded with certainty. 'Something she doesn't want me to know.'
This feeling of "not being in control" frustrated Owen...
He knew her 80 affection points, gained from "distorting reality," weren't enough... Even if she acted like she loved him, was infatuated with him... willing to offer her body to him as her "King"... Iris was still the "cunning and intelligent Parasite Queen."
She didn't care about "human morals"... For her, the goal was always more important than the method... Therefore, him not knowing what she was doing behind his back... was no different than a "time bomb" waiting to explode.
'And Rosy right now...' Owen thought of Rosy with a little worry. '...she seems to be going along with it. She must have been persuaded by that Queen.'
He thus made a firm decision... The most urgent mission right now was to "increase Iris's affection" to the absolute max…
'I have to get it to 100... to break down her final 'wall of secrets' ... and to control her so she doesn't cause problems behind my back...'
And he had a tool to help with this... Owen remembered his "Choice System" had upgraded to version 2.0 after he obtained the [Sun God's Gauntlets]. It had a new function he had barely used... [Relationship Meter].
'It should be able to check her current affection score... so I can see my progress...'
He had already checked how to use it... It had one very simple condition...
'It only works when I 'see the target' with my own eyes.'
A few minutes later, Owen's luxury SUV pulled up smoothly in front of a two-story house. The engine's low hum died. Silence filled the car...
Owen sat still for a moment... his gaze fixed on the familiar house... a place that looked so ordinary in a quiet suburb. But who would know that deep beneath it... hid the most advanced and dangerous lab he had ever seen.
He leaned down and opened the backpack on the passenger seat... His fingers touched the cold metal of the "Mechanical Heart" he got from the Sentinel. He made sure it was still there... before zipping the bag, slinging it over his shoulder, and getting out of the car.
His feet hit the concrete walkway... straight to the front door... He rang the bell.
Ding-dong!
He didn't wait long... No... you could hardly call it waiting...
Before the bell even finished fading, the door was suddenly yanked open!
"Owen!"
A clear voice full of joy called out as a small body ran towards him. Rosy was in an oversized t-shirt with a game controller print and tight black shorts. Her sweet, makeup-free face... was beaming with unconcealed happiness.
Thud!
Before Owen could even say hello... her soft body jumped at him. Her two arms grabbed his left arm, hugging it tightly as if afraid he'd disappear. The soft, supple, and warm feeling of her chest pressed hard against his upper arm...
"You came just in time! My stream was amazing last night! My sub count went up by hundreds! And so many people donated..."
Rosy started chattering excitedly without stopping. She pulled his arm, leading him into the house, her eyes sparkling like a child showing off a new toy... The faint scent of shampoo drifted from her black-and-purple hair...
Owen could only smile at her enthusiastic voice... It was a genuinely warm smile... His worries about Iris were temporarily filed away in the face of this brightness.
"Haha, I knew you had a talent for this, Rosy~" he replied naturally.
He nodded along as she dragged him through the hall... "Mhm... awesome... You'll probably overtake my channel soon…"
Outwardly... he was the good big brother sharing in her success. But in his mind, he was focused on something else...
"...And I think I'll try the new horror game this Monday! The atmosphere is super creepy! What do you think, Owen?..."
Just as Rosy turned to get a drink from the fridge, still talking, Owen used the opportunity to activate the new function on her.
'System... activate [Relationship Meter] on her.'
Ting!~
A translucent blue window appeared in Owen's vision... it floated, superimposed over Rosy's body as she turned back with a water bottle…
…
[ Checking Target: Rosy | Iris ]
[ Relationship: Rosy ]
[ Affection: 100/100 (Max) ]
[ Current Status: Eternal Love, Excited (to see you), Expectant (wants to show off stream) ]
…
[ Relationship: Iris ]
[ Affection: 85/100 ]
[ Current Status: Love, Expectant (wants you to become the perfect king), Hidden (Currently executing a plan you don't know about) ]
…
Owen raised an eyebrow slightly...
'85... up from 80 at first.' His thoughts raced... 'This means my past actions worked... showing strength, indulging her, visiting often... it increases affection naturally.'
He felt pleased... But then... his eyes locked onto the last line of Iris's status...
"...Hidden (Currently executing a plan you don't know about)..."
'Bingo.' The word echoed in his head...
This was what he had been suspecting... It was confirmation of his hypothesis in the car... Iris was really hiding "something" from him. A smirk flashed across his face. It was his challenge to find the truth. 'I have to find out what she's doing...'
"...Owen? Owen! Are you even listening to me!"
Rosy's high-pitched voice pulled him back from his thoughts. She was shaking his arm, pouting, her thin lips pushed out slightly.
Owen blinked... The system window vanished...
"Sorry, sorry," he laughed to cover. "What did you say? A horror game? That's a great idea."
"Really!" Rosy's eyes sparkled again. "Then you have to stream it with me! Please, please!"
"We'll see. I'm not really good at horror games," Owen chuckled softly.
Just then... they both walked into the living room... Alicia, Rosy's mom, who was making coffee at the kitchen counter, turned to smile at them gently.
"Oh, Owen, you're here bright and early~"
"Hello, Mrs. Alicia," Owen greeted her politely as always.
"Let's go!" Rosy didn't wait a second. "Down to the basement... Iris has something to talk to you about! She has something to show you!"
With that... she dragged Owen straight to the familiar basement door, ignoring her mother's gaze... Alicia could only shake her head, exasperated by her daughter's impatient nature...
Owen followed her pull obediently... but his eyes now held a clear determination...
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