°༺{INITIATION}༻°
Elena Vane had never felt small. As a CEO commanding a workforce of thousands, she was the apex predator of the boardroom, a woman who ate sharks for breakfast. But here, in a suffocating, stench-ridden alleyway, facing a man who looked like a mess but possessed eyes as dark and gravitational as a black hole, Elena felt like cornered prey.
"What did you just say? Buy me?" Elena scoffed, desperately clawing back the remnants of her pride. "You have no idea who I am, you piece of trash. Get out of my way before I call my security—"
"The security team that just betrayed you and sold your firm's proprietary data to your rivals?" Rowie interrupted, his voice terrifyingly calm.
Elena froze. The breath died in her throat. How could this stranger possibly know? She had only discovered the treason herself ten minutes ago, moments before fleeing her office in a blind panic.
Rowie stepped forward. One pace. Two. He didn't stop until they were inches apart. A sharp, masculine scent mixed with the rich undertones of sandalwood—perhaps a lingering side effect of the Instant Charisma buff—began to invade Elena's senses.
"You're ruined, Elena. Tonight, you lose everything: the company, the reputation, and likely your life if you step out of this alley without protection," Rowie whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
Rowie didn't reach out to strike her. Instead, he caught her chin, his grip gentle but unyielding. He forced her to look him in the eye.
『 Target in physical range. Emotional synchronization: 45%... 60%... 』
『 Status: Absolute Terror masked by Ego. 』
『 Use Feature: [Touch of Authority] to accelerate contract? 』
Do it, Rowie commanded silently.
Instantly, the heat from Rowie's fingertips surged into Elena's skin like a jolt of static electricity, racing through her bloodstream. Elena began to tremble. Her knees buckled, and without realizing it, she slumped against the solid breadth of Rowie's chest.
"Let... go of me," she whimpered, but her hands did the opposite, clutching his leather jacket as if it were the only thing keeping her from drowning.
"You don't want me to let go," Rowie teased. He could feel her ragged breath hitting his neck—hot, frantic, and utterly desperate. "You want to be saved. And I am the only man in this city who can do it. But my salvation? It doesn't come for free."
Rowie leaned in until their noses brushed. Elena could see her own reflection in his dark pupils—a broken woman starved for a harbor. Rowie's dominance wasn't just physical; he was peeling back her mental defenses, stripping her bare until there was nothing left to hide behind.
༺ Relationship Contract: Ebony Level (Subordinate/servant) Ready. ༻
" Requirement: Digital Signature or Fluid Contact (Kiss). "
" Duration: Permanent. "
" Cost: 1,000 Coins. "
Rowie's lips curled into a faint, predatory smirk. "The choice is yours, Elena. Walk back out onto those streets and be erased, or sign this and become mine. In exchange, I'll give you the power to burn everyone who betrayed you to the ground."
"Why... why are you doing this?" Elena asked, her voice cracking. Her eyes began to glisten—a rare sight for a woman of her iron reputation.
"Because I can. And because you look breathtaking when you're on your knees."
Without waiting for another word, Rowie hooked his arm around her waist, crushing her body against his. He tilted his head and claimed her lips in a kiss that didn't ask for permission. It was a demand—authoritative, heavy, and absolute.
Elena fought for exactly one second, her fists thudding against his shoulders, but then the warmth of the System flooded her nervous system. Hatred curdled into a terrifying, intoxicating dependency. Slowly, her resistance melted into a desperate embrace. She kissed him back with a wild hunger, as if Rowie were the last lungful of oxygen in a sinking world.
⫷ Fluid Contact Detected ⫸
⫷ Contract Confirmed! ⫸
❃Congratulations! You have bound Elena Vane (Grade: SSR) to your Harem❃
" Initial Loyalty: 75% (Systemically Bound) "
" Rewards: +2,000 Exp, +5,000 Coins, Passive Skill: [Business Instinct] "
Rowie pulled back, a thin silver thread of saliva connecting them for a fleeting second before it snapped. Elena panted, her face flushed crimson, her eyes looking at Rowie with a completely transformed gaze. The anger was gone. In its place was a deep, visceral obedience mixed with a newly awakened fire.
"Master..." Elena whispered, the word sounding foreign even to her. She sank to the filthy asphalt, heedless of her couture dress. "What would you have me do?"
Rowie wiped his lip with his thumb, a surge of god-like satisfaction washing over him. This was what it felt like to hold fate by the throat. With a single kiss, he had purchased one of the most powerful women in Oakhaven.
"Stand up, Elena. We have a company to take back tonight," Rowie commanded.
Elena stood instantly, poised to execute any order he gave. However, just as Rowie prepared to lead his new 'acquisition' out of the alley, the system panel flashed a rhythmic, blood-red warning.
༺ Level Up! User Has Reached Level 5. ༻
『 Oh, Sir... it seems you have a natural talent for this. Since you're such a fast learner, I'm unlocking features you shouldn't even be touching yet. 』
[ NEW FEATURES UNLOCKED: MULTI-GENDER CONTRACTS & BODY SYNC (MATURE VERSION). ]
⫷ WARNING: Your first male target detected within 100 meters. Armed and dangerous. Care to make him your pet as well? ⫸
Rowie glanced toward the darkness at the far end of the alley. A burly man in a sharp black suit stepped into view, his eyes cold and lethal. He raised a suppressed handgun, aiming it directly at Rowie's heart. The killer's finger tightened on the trigger, ready to fire.
Rowie didn't flinch. Instead, he let out a low, dark chuckle. This System wasn't just about beautiful women. It was about total subjugation—over every soul that dared to breathe in his presence.
"Elena, stay behind me," Rowie said softly, his eyes glinting with a new thirst for conquest. "Let's see if breaking a man is just as satisfying."
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