Okay. So, picture this:
It's night.
The sky's got that "final boss is watching" kind of glow. Neon reflections rippling off wet pavement. And me?I'm standing across the street from the most exclusive hotel in the city.
The Hikari Imperial.
Seven-star monstrosity with koi ponds in the lobby, scent diffusers that cost more than my childhood, and a guest list that makes the Met Gala look like a house party.
Why am I here?
Because Lyra Kael just walked into that lobby, and I'm not leaving until I've got a keycard, a plan, and a memory in her brain labeled: Ethan Vale – irreversible craving.
But I can't just walk in like a fanboy with a trench coat and dreams.
So I improvise.
Step one: get inside.
Step two: bend someone's loyalty into a swan-shaped towel of obsession.
== Console ==
Target scan: front desk staff – 3 active, 1 isolatedBest
match: "Ayla C." — emotional instability detected
Weakness: abandonment, romantic delusions, validation hunger
Mental Firewall: Low (🥺-core level)
== // ==
Oh, honey.
You're perfect.
I swipe HypoSync open in stealth mode — no glow, just vibes. Activate Quick Pierce Protocol with Romantic Seduction Overlay and walk across the street like I own gravity.
She sees me instantly. Her eyes sparkle like I'm a limited edition BTS album walking on two legs.
I tilt my head. Soft smile. Let the aura do its thing.
== Console ==
Aura Blend Active: "Mystery & Comfort"
Trigger Queue: "I've been looking for someone like you"
== // ==
"Evening," I murmur as I lean against the counter. "I heard this place keeps secrets better than most people."
Ayla blinks.Laughs nervously.Tucks her hair behind her ear even though there's nothing there.
"Oh? Uh—yes! The Hikari Imperial has… five-star privacy policies. For our… esteemed guests."
Cute stammer. She's already spiraling.
"Good," I say. "Because I've got something… personal I need to keep quiet."
Then I drop my voice an octave.
"And someone I need to get closer to."
== Console ==
Micro-expression: blush bloom + micro-pupil dilation
Target vulnerability: 92% engaged
Sync trigger ready: verbal injection — deploy
== // ==
I lean in, like I'm about to confess something forbidden.
"You feel it too, don't you?" I whisper. "Like fate's been teasing us."
Boom. She gasps softly. Like she just unlocked a fanfic in real life.
== Console ==
Link Mode: Emotional Flood – Imprint Phase 1
Status: Ayla C. | Loyalty Shift 78% | Reality Filtering: Active
XP Gained: +450 (Low resistance sync)
== // ==
"You… you're staying here?" she asks, voice breathy like she's halfway to falling.
I nod, lying through my perfect teeth. "Room 717. Under Kael. Miss Kael said I could meet her tonight. You know how she is — secretive."
Ayla's eyes widen.Now we've activated the gossip engine. Her brain's painting mental pictures on autopilot. All I do is nod along.
"Oh… yes. Yes, of course," she says, practically glowing now. "She… she didn't tell me anyone was joining her, but, well, she's Lyra Kael, right?"
"Exactly," I say. "And between you and me…"I let my fingers brush hers across the counter."You're the only one I trust with this."
== Console ==
Lust-Loyalty Lock triggered
Emotion Anchor installed: "Protect Ethan = Purpose"
Imprint Phase 2 complete
XP Gained: +650
== // ==
She blinks rapidly. A little dazed. A lot obsessed.
Ayla slides a black keycard across the marble. It's got gold foil trim. Fancy as hell.
"Room 717," she murmurs. "Take the elevator in the east wing. I'll… I'll cover your entry log."
I palm the key. Smile. Brush my thumb against her wrist again.Her knees actually wobble.
"Ayla," I say, soft and dark, "you've just become part of something incredible."
She nods, fully hypnotized, pupils dilated like she's staring into heaven with a boner.
"I'd… do anything for you," she whispers.
== Console ==
Full Imprint Success
Target Status: Devoted Pawn
Command Level: Obey + Emotion Override (active for 12 hours)
XP Total: +1100
Current: 8,000 / 70,000 XP
== // ==
I slide into the east wing like I was born there.
Marble floors. Crystal chandeliers. Zero resistance.
This hotel is Lyra Kael's castle.
And I'm already inside the walls.
Elevator pings open. My heart's calm. HypoSync is humming like a tiger in heat.Tonight, I map her patterns.
Tomorrow?
I rewrite her legacy
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Room 717 smelled like sex and betrayal.
Not because anything had happened yet.But because I was in it. And the walls knew what was coming.
I locked the door behind us. Ayla stood there like a romcom protagonist just minutes from losing her innocence and credit score.
"So… this is where you're staying" she whispered, awed. Velvet walls. Crystal decanter. That one obscene couch that looks like it costs a soul to sit on.
I fake a chuckle. "It's… cozy."
She bites her lip. "Miss Kael really lets you stay here? I mean, you're not just a guest. You feel like..."
"Like her replacement?" I smirk.
She turns pink. "I… didn't mean it like that…"
"No, but you're not wrong."I step closer. HypoSync purrs. Her breath hitches.Time to wrap this poor girl around my aura like lingerie.
== Console ==
Target: Ayla C.Emotional State: Fluttering (LoveDrunk + Anxious Obedience)Memory Loop Installed: "I chose him, even if it destroys me"Sync Level: 92%== // ==
She sits on the edge of the absurdly fluffy bed, fidgeting with the hem of her blouse like she's not sure if I'm gonna kiss her or sacrifice her to a blood god.(Spoiler: it's both.)
"Ayla," I say, lowering my voice like a lullaby mixed with gaslighting, "you're special."
Her eyes widen."Really? No one's ever—"
"Because you're mine now."I kneel before her. Eyes locked. Touch her cheek. Her body shivers like a broken piano key.
"You gave me trust, loyalty, love. I'm going to feed on that."I smile.
And she still whispers, "Please do."
== Console ==
Emotion Siphon Protocol: 'Velvet Drain' ACTIVEXP Extraction in Progress...Intimacy Boost: Simulated Romantic Core triggeredDialog Loop Initiated: "You're all I want" → "Take all of me" → "Just don't disappear"== // ==
I lay her on the bed like I'm placing glassware on a shrine. Every word, every kiss, every mocking smile masked as affection is part of the spell.
She moans like she's unlocking achievements.
"You were born for this," I whisper."To be wanted. To be used. To be… devoured."
== Console ==
XP Extracted: +1,200 (Emotional Overclock triggered)Target: Ayla C.Link Level: 100% (Devotion Maxed)Emotional Brainstem Override: ENABLEDXP Gained: +800 (Psychic Drain Residual)Total Gained: +2,000 XPCurrent: 10,000 / 70,000 XP== // ==
When it's over, she's curled against me, murmuring like a lullaby in a collapsing reality.
"I don't care if this is wrong," she breathes."You're my reason now."
And I just stroke her hair like a good little villain boyfriend, thinking:
"Yeah. That's the XP talking, baby."
But then I sit up. Activate Planning Protocol on HypoSync.
== Console ==
Objective: Lyra Kael HypnosisDifficulty: S++ (Public Figure, CEO Tier, Hyper-Masculinized Persona Shell)Plan: Drafting...== // ==
Step 1: Shadow her. Get Ayla to leak her itinerary.Step 2: Map emotional triggers — past trauma, powerplay cues, identity gaps.Step 3: Plant subconscious memory hooks — "Ethan = Control Loss = Pleasure = Safety."Step 4: Disarm her ego. Publicly or privately.Step 5: Full Astral Sync, post-70k XP. (Her core won't crack without it.)
I lie back beside Ayla, letting the ceiling fan circle like a lazy eye in God's mansion.
She's asleep. Mouth open, whispering my name like a curse she's glad to carry.
== Console ==
Target Dream Sync Initiated (Passive)Nightmare Override: "Ethan leaves" inserted as fear anchor== // ==
Tomorrow, Ayla will beg me not to disappear.
And Lyra Kael?
She's going to walk into her own empire's collapse wearing heels and the illusion of control.
And I'll be waiting at the edge of her downfall.
Smiling.