Leo walked out of the bathroom, towel slung low around his hips. A strange, deep relief washed over his body — like a years-old ache he had learned to live with had finally been lifted. The release had been intense, almost violent, and now his muscles felt loose, his mind clearer than it had been in a long time.
He moved into the dark hallway and poured himself a glass of cold water. As he drank, his eyes drifted toward Mary's closed bedroom door. The house was completely silent except for the faint hum of the refrigerator.
I guess we're both monsters hiding in the darkness, brat, he thought, a dark smirk tugging at his lips. I never knew you fantasized about me like that… If only that sharp little mouth of yours were as beautiful as your body.
He finished the water, set the glass down quietly, and returned to his room. Closing the door behind him, he cracked open the window and lit a cigarette. The cool night air brushed against his bare chest as he took a slow drag, the smoke curling lazily toward the ceiling.
Leo opened Mary's profile in the System.
Corruption Meter – Mary Cross: 8%
A low whistle escaped his lips. The meter had jumped significantly in one night. He scrolled back to the previous notification he had ignored in the heat of the moment.
[Corruption Milestone Reached – 5%]Reward Unlocked:
$8,000 (untraceable deposit to your account)
+2,000 System Points
New Skill: Arousal Level (You can now sense a Prey's arousal level in real time during omniscient view)
Leo exhaled a long stream of smoke, eyes narrowing with dark satisfaction.
Eight percent in one night… and she almost moaned my real name on stream.
A strange mix of pride and guilt twisted in his chest. Part of him felt sick at how easily he had broken her arrogant mask. Another part — the darker, hungrier part — was already wondering how much further he could push her before she shattered completely. She's my sister… but fuck, the way she moaned for me…
He still had one Lucky Draw Ticket left from the morning. With a lazy flick of his wrist, he opened it.
[Lucky Draw Ticket Activated]Spinning…
A large, glowing wheel appeared in front of him, spinning rapidly with blurred prizes. Leo watched in silence, heart beating a little faster than he cared to admit.
The wheel slowed… slowed… and finally stopped.
Reward Acquired: 2022 BMW M340i (Matte Black)
Leo blinked.
Before he could even process the words, a sleek black key fob materialized on the passenger seat with a soft click. At the same time, a notification popped up on his phone:
Vehicle Delivery Confirmed.Location: Private parking garage, 2 blocks from your house.License plate and documents already transferred under your name.
Leo stared at the key fob for a long second, then let out a low, disbelieving laugh.
"A BMW M340i…" he whispered, voice cracking. "Matte black…"
He ran a hand through his hair, grinning like an idiot. Just days ago, he was driving a beat-up Honda that barely started in the morning. Now, the System had casually handed him one of the most desirable sports sedans on the market.
He wanted to run straight there and feel the engine roar to life, but he held himself back. Clutching the key like a treasure, Leo finally lay down on his bed.
A satisfied smile lingered on his sleepy face as he drifted off.
The next day, Mary stood in front of her mirror, combing her long black hair with slow, careful strokes. She wore a simple white short-sleeve shirt that hugged her full chest, paired with a short black skirt and sheer black stockings that made her thick thighs look even more pronounced. The outfit was modest on paper, but on her body it always looked dangerously tempting.
She stared at her own reflection, eyes distant.
I never thought a simple stream would turn into… that, she thought, cheeks burning at the memory. All those perverted guys clearly jerked themselves off watching me… If my family or Leo ever finds out, they'll kill me.
She took a deep breath, grabbed her bag, and stepped into the hall.
In the dining area, Elizabeth was already dragging Leo toward the table with a warm, motherly insistence. Find the original chapter at g.com.
"Leo, you need to take your Diet properly. Don't become lazy and sloppy like your elder brother," she scolded gently.
Sam, who was munching on a sandwich, felt the words like an arrow. Hazel, seated beside him, smiled softly, clearly amused.
"Mom, if I had time, I would also build my body…" Sam muttered.
Elizabeth ruffled Leo's hair with obvious affection. "You'd need a lifetime to build a body like Leo's."
Sam laughed awkwardly. "I wonder who you really gave birth to. Your love for Leo makes me doubt it sometimes."
Leo, dressed in a simple black hoodie, dark jeans, and clean sneakers, looked across the table at Sam. I wonder too, he thought, a faint smirk hidden behind his calm expression.
Elizabeth laughed warmly. "I raised you both as my own."
Mary sat down silently at the table. She couldn't bring herself to look at Leo. The usual arrogant, sharp-tongued version of herself was nowhere to be seen.
Leo noticed immediately. He glanced at her and smirked.
"Yo, brat. Why are you so silent today?"
Mary felt her cheeks heat up instantly. She kept her eyes on her plate.
"Just eat your breakfast, blockhead," she snapped, but her voice lacked its usual bite.
Sam laughed. "That's my sister for you."
Elizabeth frowned. "Mary, is that any way to talk to your brother?"
Mary huffed, pushed her chair back, and stood up quickly. "I'm leaving."
She grabbed her bag and walked out without another word.
Leo watched her exit, his eyes dark and amused. It's only the beginning, my pervy sister.
Later that morning, near the university café, Jennifer sat at an outdoor table, idly stirring her iced latte. She wore a fitted white top that hugged the generous curve of her breasts and a glossy black skirt that clung to her hips and thighs. The morning sun caught the silver-gray strands in her ponytail as it swayed gently.
She couldn't stop replaying the night before in her head.
I couldn't sleep… what's wrong with me? she thought, staring into her drink. Roy's words, the luxury car, the effortless way he spent money — it all lingered like a guilty secret. She felt embarrassed, angry at herself, and strangely restless.
A group of guys at the next table suddenly burst into loud laughter. One of them pointed toward the parking area.
"Bro, look at that junk," he mocked, loud enough for half the café to hear. "Who the hell still drives a piece of shit like that in 2026?"
His friends joined in, snickering.
"Yeah, that Honda looks like it's one pothole away from dying."
"Probably some broke freshman trying to flex with his dad's old car."
Jennifer's head snapped up. Her stomach dropped as she recognized the familiar silver Honda pulling into a spot. Leo stepped out, looking a little stressed, shoulders slightly tense as he locked the door.
Heat flooded her cheeks — sharp embarrassment mixed with a sudden flash of protective anger. She stood up so fast her chair scraped loudly against the pavement.
The group kept laughing behind her.
"You guys are pathetic," she said, loud enough for everyone nearby to hear. "Mocking someone for what they drive when you're probably all still living off your parents' money. At least he actually has his own car."
The table fell silent for a beat before they started scoffing and muttering insults.
Jennifer didn't wait. She crossed the patio quickly and grabbed Leo's hand, squeezing it tightly, almost possessively.
"Come on, let's go," she said, voice firm but edged with tension.
Leo blinked, surprised. "Let me buy a coffee first—"
"No," Jennifer cut him off, already pulling him toward the university buildings. "We can get one on campus. Let's just leave."
She didn't look back at the table. Her grip on Leo's hand stayed tight, as if she needed to remind herself — and everyone watching — exactly who she was with.
The classes had ended for the day, and the campus was slowly emptying under the warm afternoon sun. Leo and Jennifer sat together on a quiet wooden bench tucked beneath a cluster of palm trees.
Jennifer leaned her head against Leo's chest, her silver-gray ponytail spilling over his shoulder like liquid moonlight. For the first time since the previous night, the tension in her body seemed to melt away as she listened to the steady, reassuring beat of his heart beneath her cheek.
Leo's arm rested around her waist, his fingers tracing slow, soothing circles over the glossy black fabric of her skirt. The gentle touch sent small shivers up her spine. He kept his voice low and gentle, almost a murmur against her hair.
"Jenni… what made you so stressed today?"
Jennifer didn't reply right away. She stayed pressed against him for a long moment, breathing in the familiar scent of him — clean soap, faint cigarette smoke, and something uniquely Leo that always made her feel safe. Finally, she slowly pulled back just enough to look up at him. Her eyes searched his face, vulnerable and uncertain.
"Leo," she whispered, voice barely above a breath, "you know how much I like you, right?"
Leo smiled, warm and teasing, but his amber eyes softened with something deeper. "I know, crazy girl. How could I not? You stalked me for a whole year."
Jennifer's cheeks burned instantly, a soft flush spreading across her skin. "I didn't stalk you," she protested, though the corners of her lips twitched. "I just… looked at you from afar."
"Oh yeah?" Leo raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his gaze as he gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "If Adam were here, he'd tell you exactly how much you tormented him just to get my number."
Jennifer's face turned even redder.
Adam was Leo's only real friend, and she had indeed begged one of her own friends to flirt with him just to get Leo's contact. It had backfired spectacularly — Adam was still chasing after that friend months later.
She swatted his chest lightly, but there was no real force behind it. "Whatever," she muttered, glancing away for a second. "Don't interrupt me."
She took a deep breath, her expression turning serious. The playful glint in her eyes faded, replaced by something heavier, more fragile.
"Leo… if I ever hurt you," she said quietly, her voice trembling just a little, "pay me back tenfold, okay? Don't pity me. Don't forgive me. Make me regret it for the rest of my life."
Leo looked at her, confusion flickering across his face for a moment, but something in her tone — the raw honesty, the fear behind her words — made him understand. She wasn't just saying empty words. There was real guilt and desperation there.
Jennifer sighed, leaning forward until her forehead rested against his. Then she closed the distance and kissed him. It was soft at first, almost desperate, her lips pressing against his as if she needed to anchor herself to him, to this moment. Leo pulled her closer by the waist, one hand sliding up her back to cradle the nape of her neck.
Jennifer wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on tightly, her fingers threading through his messy black hair. A single tear slipped down her cheek, warm against his skin — maybe from the shame of secretly craving another man's world, maybe from the fear that she would eventually hurt the one person who made her feel truly safe.
Both of them were fighting their own silent battles in that moment, hearts beating in sync under the afternoon sun.
A playful voice suddenly cut through the air, shattering the intimacy.
"Well, well… look at the love birds. Couldn't keep your hands off each other even on campus, huh?"
Leo pulled back slightly. Jennifer's body tensed against him for a second. She already knew exactly who it was.
Roy stood a few feet away with a small group of his friends, hands in his pockets and a cocky grin on his face. His eyes flicked between them, lingering a little too long on Jennifer.
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