Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women

Chapter 591  Spoiled Only Son

"Just lick it clean!"

Luis stroked her head, when suddenly a rather amusing thought crossed his mind.

He had fucked her so many times, and almost every single time, Hela was there, watching him fuck Brook until she was on the verge of death. Yet, it seemed he had never actually ejaculated inside her.

It had gotten to the point where he had almost completely conquered her through fucking, yet she still hadn't appeared in his "Affection Through Familiarity" hack, which was truly absurd.

After finishing, since he hadn't ejaculated, Luis figured it was still risky, so he left the room first. After all, they were in someone else's home, and with so many people around, things could get troublesome if anything happened.

"See you later, sweetheart."

Downstairs, the card game in the dining room was in full swing, the battle intense. From the sour look on Darian's face, it was clear he had already lost quite a bit that night.

They were playing Three-Card Brag, with a minimum bet of 2 dollars and a cap of 20 dollars. Although the rules were relatively friendly, allowing players to call or fold anytime, a game where the swings could easily be in the thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars wasn't for everyone.

Darian's father was standing behind him, frowning and saying, "If your luck's bad, just take a break!"

Darian replied angrily, "It's almost midnight. My luck's about to turn. I've already lost over 3,000 dollars; I have to win it back."

Daniel sat nearby, watching with a slight smile, but he was mainly drinking and chatting with his other cousins.

The one playing cards was his sister-in-law, Nancy. She didn't really know how to play at all; she had just sat down on a whim.

With such a stunning beauty present, the men couldn't help but be captivated, momentarily losing focus. The ethereal sister-in-law, with her face bare, was already breathtakingly beautiful; with even the slightest touch of makeup, she would be simply beyond compare.

However, her luck at cards was consistently bad; fortune just never seemed to be on her side.

Six people were playing. Darian had lost over 3,000 dollars, and his sister-in-law had lost over 100 dollars without winning a hand. The other four players had all taken their winnings.

One of the men got a call from his wife. While talking, he started packing up, saying, "The tigress is roaring. I gotta get out of here!"

"What a fucking coward. Way to kill the mood!"

Besides chain-smoking, Darian was also chewing betel nuts and chugging large cans of beer. His speech was starting to get a bit slurred.

The man just smiled and didn't take it personally. Pocketing his winnings, he hummed a tune as he left. Even a casino wouldn't stop someone from leaving, let alone a family card game.

He immediately looked at Luis. There was no way he could know that the guy had just made his wife climax repeatedly. Like everyone else, he just assumed Luis had just walked in.

Darian waved his hand nonchalantly. "Hey, live-in son-in-law, come play. Not enough people makes Three-Card Brag boring."

He had been cursed out like a dog just hours ago, and now he was being called "live-in son-in-law" again. It wasn't like he didn't have a name.

If earlier Luis had dismissed him as an idiot and not bothered to argue, his mood was even calmer now. After all, he had just enjoyed his wife's body in his very own marital bed, so naturally, he shouldn't get too worked up.

Luis was feeling quite relaxed, but seeing this idiot leering at the ethereal sister-in-law was a bit irritating.

What was strange was that Daniel wore an amused expression, seemingly not bothered by it at all, which Luis found slightly odd.

Even stranger was Daniel calling over to the others, saying, "Let's go out for some barbecue and a few more drinks. You weaklings haven't improved your tolerance over the years, have you?"

"I'm not really that good at this game," Luis said modestly.

Outside, the younger crowd was having a lively barbecue. Once the group of men left, things got much quieter. Despite his modest words, Luis sat down.

He sat next to Nancy, adjusting his seat to be beside the ethereal sister-in-law. They looked like a perfect golden couple.

Darian sneered, "Is it that you're not good, or that you have no money?"

The ethereal sister-in-law was instantly displeased. She stood up and placed the few thousand dollars in cash she had in front of Luis, speaking softly, "I don't find this interesting. You play."

After all, Darian's words were pure provocation, and besides, who carried cash these days?

Luis took the money without any qualms and said, "Sis, I have another 2,000 dollars in my car. Could you grab it? Mom has the keys."

"Okay," Nancy said, and walked out.

Everyone in the room felt the shift in atmosphere. They all knew that when Nancy had married into the family, she was considered the most beautiful, and Darlan had been immensely proud. She was his crowning glory.

Nancy's personality was actually quite contradictory. She was vain and materialistic but lacked cunning; she was proud and aloof, but emotional intelligence was her glaring weakness.

Since marrying in, she hadn't gotten particularly close to any of the relatives. She was a beautiful vase, someone to be admired from a distance. Most importantly, she at least showed her in-laws some respect.

She often treated her husband, Daniel, coldly, so everyone kept a certain distance.

Daniel didn't dare to be chauvinistic and boss her around, and Hela wouldn't dare to use those mind games to manipulate her daughter-in-law. So, seeing her obey Luis without question seemed strange to everyone.

Mainly, Nancy had a fiery temper, inheriting her mother's "tigress" personality, mixed with a touch of hysteria and neuroticism.

She had been a goddess adored by all since childhood, accustomed to being the center of attention. All her suitors, including Daniel, had treated her with kid gloves.

No one dared to defile or offend the goddess, which naturally made her a bit arrogant, turning her into the person she was.

It took Luis's shameless audacity to conquer her. Forget asking permission before sex; Luis, without a word, would just pull down his pants and push her head down to his crotch.

The side of the celestial fairy returning to the mortal world was something only Luis had truly experienced, a genuine tenderness and affection that even Daniel had never known.

"Live-in son-in-law, our cap is 20 dollars. Are you sure you want to play?" Darian asked, a hint of hesitation in his voice.

The main issue was that he had less than 1,000 dollars left. After all his boasting, he was starting to feel a bit insecure, especially since, according to rumors, the guy sitting across from him wasn't exactly poor.

"It doesn't matter. As long as everyone's happy," Luis said, maintaining an air of superiority.

Just then, someone checked the time and said, "Let's agree beforehand: win or lose, we only play until 1 a.m. I've got things to do tomorrow."

Darian gritted his teeth, then couldn't help but turn to his father. "Dad, can you lend me some more money? Let's raise the stakes, and I can win it all back."

His father hesitated. "Don't keep playing. With luck like yours…"

"My luck is just about to turn. Don't say unlucky things," Darian retorted.

Darian had two older sisters, both already married, whom Luis had met that evening. They were typical middle-aged women, the kind that didn't exactly inspire any impure thoughts.

As the youngest child and the only son, Darian was the most spoiled in their traditional rural family. To put it bluntly, even if his parents might have been rational about it, his grandparents certainly weren't.