Leo stepped out of the alley with Kitsune, the warm night air still carrying the faint smell of gunpowder and cheap cigarettes.
He gave her a small nod. "We're good. I'll transfer your cut tomorrow — plus the extra I promised."
Kitsune raised an eyebrow, still half-suspicious, but the smirk on her lips returned. "You better not be fucking with me, Wolf. I'll hunt your lazy ass down."
Leo just chuckled and raised a hand in a lazy wave as he walked off. "Night, Kit."
He flagged down a cab on the main road. The driver didn't ask questions. Twenty silent minutes later, the taxi dropped him off at the underground parking garage.
The moment the cab disappeared up the ramp, Leo moved fast. He stripped off the black tactical hoodie and cargo pants, swapping them for the simple black button-up and dark jeans he'd worn to university earlier that day.
The silenced pistol went into the hidden compartment under the driver's seat of his old silver Honda with a soft click. Everything looked normal again.
He slid into the driver's seat, pulled out his phone, and powered it on.
The screen immediately lit up with notifications.
5 Missed Calls – Elizabeth
3 New Messages – Elizabeth
He didn't bother opening any of them. He already knew what they said — the usual stepmom texts about dinner.
Then a new notification popped up.
Bank Alert: $8,000.00 has been deposited into your account.
Leo blinked.
He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and looked again.
Still $8,000.00.
"Ohh…!" he shouted out loud like a kid who just got the toy he had begged for all year. His voice echoed through the empty underground garage. "I actually got paid… for getting a blowjob?! How fucking sick is this?!"
He couldn't contain it. A wild grin split across his face as he jumped in the driver's seat, fists pumping in the air, laughing like an idiot. The old Honda rocked slightly with his movements.
There were only two things Leo Cross had ever truly loved and craved in his life: money and sex.
And tonight… the System had just handed him both at once.
His phone buzzed again — another call from Elizabeth.
Leo glanced at the screen, still grinning like a maniac, and hit Reject.
He started the engine. The old Honda rumbled to life as he pulled out of the garage and turned toward the quiet streets of Koreatown, the bright lights of Los Angeles washing over the windshield.
The old silver Honda rolled to a stop outside a modest two-story house tucked into a quiet street in Koreatown. It wasn't flashy — just a simple white stucco home with a small front yard, a single palm tree leaning lazily against the porch, and warm yellow light spilling from the living room windows.
The kind of place that screamed "multi-generational family" — practical, a little worn at the edges, but full of life. Laundry still hung on the side balcony, and the faint smell of kimchi and grilled meat drifted out into the cool night air.
Leo killed the engine and sat for a second, the $8,000 bank alert still glowing in his mind like a drug. He finally stepped out, locked the car, and walked up the short path.
The moment he pushed open the front door, the cozy interior greeted him — wooden floors that creaked softly under his shoes, family photos lining the hallway (his father's serious face in several of them), a living room with a big sectional couch and a TV still playing some late-night drama. The scent of Elizabeth's cooking hung thick in the air.
"Leo…?"
A sweet, mature woman's voice floated from the kitchen, warm but carrying a hint of complaint.
Elizabeth Cross appeared in the doorway, wiping her hands on a dish towel. She was the kind of woman who turned heads without even trying — once an aspiring actress whose looks could have taken her far.
Even after giving birth to two children (Leo's older brother and younger sister, Mary), her body was still dangerously seductive. Long, dark auburn hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing a soft, beautiful face with full lips and gentle eyes.
She wore a simple white tank top that clung to her massive, heavy J-cup breasts and grey yoga pants that hugged her wide hips and thick thighs. Homely yet impossibly tempting — the perfect "caring stepmom" package.
She walked toward him with a cute little pout, hips swaying naturally.
"Why didn't you lift my calls, Leo?" she asked, voice soft and slightly whiny. "I was worried sick. Dinner's been ready for almost an hour."
Leo's amber eyes flicked over her. Even now, after everything that had happened tonight, he still remembered the version of Elizabeth who had welcomed him into the family when his father brought him home at eight years old — always kind, always caring, never anything but a loving stepmother.
But things had changed after his father mysteriously disappeared two years ago.
She stepped right into his space and wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. The embrace lasted a little longer than necessary.
Leo felt the full, impossibly soft weight of her massive breasts press firmly against his chest, the thin fabric of her tank top doing almost nothing to hide how warm and heavy they were. Her hands clutched at the muscles of his back, fingers pressing in just a little too possessively.
Elizabeth may not have noticed the subtle changes in her own behavior… but Leo did.
After the disappearance and the sudden mountain of debt, she had become noticeably clingier. More "accidental" brushes when they were alone. Longer hugs. Lingering touches. A mature woman with a high libido who was clearly yearning for attention — it was understandable.
Leo gently patted her back. "Sorry, Mom. Got caught up with something. Phone was on silent."
He pulled back from the hug, expecting — hoping — that the new System would finally let him react to the way her body had just been pressed against him.
Nothing.
His cock stayed completely soft.
Leo's expression flickered with sudden panic. What the hell…? It worked earlier… why isn't it working now?
"I'll… I'll go freshen up now, Mom," he said quickly, voice a little tighter than usual. "Be down in a bit."
"But Leo, I made dinner—" Elizabeth started, looking slightly disappointed.
He was already moving, walking fast down the hallway toward his room, before she could finish.
Leo slipped into his bedroom and closed the door behind him with a soft click. The small, simple space felt like a sanctuary — desk cluttered with university notes, a single bed, posters on the wall, and the faint glow of the city lights coming through the window.
He leaned back against the door, running a hand through his messy black hair. The high from the motel was already fading, replaced by frustration.
"Hello?" he muttered, staring at the empty air in front of him. "You blue screen… why the hell is my dick not working again, huh?"
The dark-blue holographic screen instantly materialized, wolf-head logo glowing coldly. A calm, robotic male voice spoke directly inside his head — precise, emotionless, and slightly mechanical.
Because you are cursed, Host.
Leo blinked. "Dude, didn't you say earlier not to worry anymore? It did work! I got hard, I came like a fucking firehose down that girl's throat… and now you're telling me a sexy MILF just hugged me with her massive tits pressed against my chest, and I still can't get hard? Is that even possible?"
The screen pulsed once. The robotic voice continued without any change in tone.
Affirmative. The Predator's Hunger Protocol has specific conditions.Your erection is no longer possible through normal stimulation.It is now exclusively triggered by the netorase sequence.
Leo's eyebrows shot up. "Netorase… sequence?"
Correct.Step 1 – Observation: You must witness your chosen Prey being seduced, touched, or fucked by another male.
Step 2 – Hunger Activation: Only then will your body respond. The longer and more intense the act you witness, the stronger your erection and pleasure will become.
Step 3 – Reclamation: After another male has claimed her, you may step in and take her back. The pleasure you experience during reclamation is amplified tenfold. Your Prey will become addicted to you far faster than normal.**
Leo stared at the glowing text, mouth slightly open.
"So… I can't just fuck anyone I want anymore?" he asked slowly. "I have to watch someone else fuck them first… and then I get to go in and steal her?"
Precisely.This is the core of the Predator's Hunger Protocol.Normal sex will keep you soft.
Only the netorase trigger will make you hard.The more you make your Prey cheat, the more corrupted they become, and the easier future triggers will activate.
Leo let out a low, stunned laugh and dragged a hand down his face.
"Fuck… You're saying I need to become a cuck," he muttered, half-amused, half-darkly thrilled. His amber eyes narrowed as the full picture clicked.
"So that's why it worked with Crystal earlier… I watched that thug pounding her, got hard the second I saw it, then took her mouth while he was forced to watch. And now with Elizabeth… nothing, because no one else has touched her yet… or maybe I just didn't witness it."
Incorrect, Host.
You are not becoming a cuck.
You are the hunter.
You throw the prey to the rabbits first… then you reclaim what is yours.
Leo frowned. "Throw the prey to the rabbits…?"
A Corruption Meter will activate the moment you tag a Prey.The more corrupted they become, the faster and easier it is to make them yours.Once they fully belong to you… Even the gods could not take them back.They will be yours forever.
Leo let out a slow breath, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Is there any other way?" he asked, voice quieter now. "I don't mind losing some random girl… but the thought of letting other men touch what's mine doesn't sit right with me."
Negative.There is no other way.Would you like to view the full System Tutorial, Shop, and available Prey list?
Leo stared at the glowing screen for a long second. Then the corner of his mouth slowly lifted into a dangerous smirk.
"Show me," he said. "At least now I have a way… compared to before."
The blue screen flashed brighter, expanding into a full interface as new panels unfolded before his eyes.
[System Tutorial Loading…][Shop Unlocked][Prey List Unlocked]
Leo's amber eyes gleamed with fresh hunger.
The game had officially begun.
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