Ethan drove the leased Mercedes S-Class into the parking lot of a luxury car dealership. He wasn't there to buy another car. He was there to find a specific woman—someone who met the high standards required by his System.
Through the large glass windows, he looked at the staff. He activated his [Eye of Discernment]. Blue text boxes appeared over the employees, showing their stats like "Appearance: 6.2." He ignored them all until he saw her.
She was standing next to a silver Porsche, straightening her skirt. Her name tag said Elena. Ethan focused on her, and a full report appeared in his mind:
[TARGET PROFILE: ELENA VANCE]
[Stats: Appearance: 84 | Body: 86]
[Health: 24 years old | Perfect health | Non-smoker.]
[History: Only 1 previous partner.]
[Personality: Loves luxury and money (Gold Digger).]
[Financials: High debt. She is the perfect candidate.]
Ethan liked what he saw. She was exactly the type of woman who would be impressed by his wealth. He got out of the car and walked into the showroom. Even in the heat, he didn't sweat. He walked with total confidence.
Elena noticed him immediately. She saw his expensive suit and his $24,000 watch. She didn't see a lonely man; she saw a rich one.
"Good afternoon, sir," she said with a polite smile. "Are you looking for something specific?"
"I am," Ethan replied, standing close to her. "But I'm not looking for a car."
Ethan didn't waste time flirting. He was direct about what he wanted and what he could offer. By that night, they were already at the penthouse suite of the city's most expensive hotel.
To Elena, it felt like a night of passion with a mysterious, rich man. To Ethan, it was a task he had to complete. The city lights of the skyline flickered outside, but inside the world's most expensive hotel penthouse, the only light came from the moon. Ethan reached out, his rugged hands and pulled Elena toward him. He leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. It was a stiff, awkward kiss—the kind that revealed his total lack of experience. Elena, however, knew exactly what she was doing. She leaned into him, her movements smooth and practiced, guiding him through the tension until he began to relax.
Ethan's fingers fumbled with the buttons of her professional suit jacket. One by one, he unbuttoned them, eventually sliding the jacket and her white blouse off her shoulders, followed by her undergarments. In the soft glow of the moonlight, she looked like a statue carved from marble. He leaned down, kissing and licking her soft chest softly.
He didn't stop there. He moved to remove her skirt, her black pantyhose, and her white panties. Recalling the videos he had watched out of boredom, he tried to put that knowledge to use. He moistened his fingers and began to touch her hot and wet part intimately, his movements steady and deliberate, like a spoon stirring a cup of hot milk. The sensation was too much for Elena; her legs went weak, and she fell back against him, her body limp like a wax doll melting in the heat of the eustacy.
But Elena wasn't finished. She reached for the buttons of his expensive Balenciaga shirt, her fingers moving with precision. Once the fabric was out of the way, she pressed her lips to his chest, moving up to his collarbone. She bit down on his shoulder just hard enough to leave a bright red mark—a "strawberry" souvenir of the night.
When the time was right, she guided him comfortably deep inside her completely. Her voice, filled with a rhythmic, melodic tone, echoed through the quiet room like a symphony. They tried many positions though out the night. She whispered to him, telling him that the best way sow his seeds inside her fertile soil is from behind, and Ethan followed her lead.
They stayed together like that, lost in the rhythm of the night, until the first rays of dawn began to peek through the windows. Exhausted and completely spent, Elena finally drifted off into a deep sleep.
As they were together, he felt the Goblin's Fertility trait activate. The System was doing its work.
Later, while Elena was asleep, a bright blue notification appeared in Ethan's vision:
[NOTIFICATION: SUCCESSFUL CONCEPTION]
[Status: Twins (1 Boy, 1 Girl)]
[Cash Reward: $30,000,000 (Deposited)]
[Asset Reward: 20% Ownership of Apex Realty Group]
[Stat Boost: +2 to all attributes.]
[Current Stats: Strength: 9.5 | Appearance: 9.5 | Intelligence: 9.0]
Ethan stood by the window and looked at the city. He felt the boost immediately—his muscles felt stronger and his mind felt much sharper. He looked back at Elena. She didn't know yet that her entire life had changed.
He felt a small bit of emotion. My children are in there, he thought. The idea of his own legacy made him feel different.
The next morning, Ethan was back to being a businessman. He didn't wake her up with a kiss; he woke her up with a plan.
"Pack your bags," he told her. "You're moving into my villa. You don't have to work anymore. You'll have security, and you'll follow the diet and schedule I give you."
Elena started to argue, but Ethan handed her a tablet. It showed a bank account in her name with a $20,000 monthly allowance. She went quiet and accepted the deal.
By that evening, Ethan had turned his villa into a private medical center. He hired the best people money could buy:
1) A Private Doctor on a $500,000 retainer.
2) A Chef and Nutritionist to make sure the babies got the right vitamins.
3) Two Private Nurses to watch over Elena 24/7.
Ethan watched from the balcony as the staff moved Elena's things in. He was a father now. He would provide the best of everything. But this was only the start. With his new 20% stake in Apex Realty, he was a major player in the city.
One woman was just the beginning. He had an empire to build.