It crushed my ribs mid-stride, each pounding footfall hauling the truth: the systems hadn't just gifted powers—they'd shackled me with duties. Taboo System? Rendered me catnip, shredding defenses before they formed.
Dark Seduction? Hijacked desire's wiring, funneling it straight to me. ARIA? My brain on steroids, devouring markets and maneuvers like candy. Abstract? Bullshit. These were the engines reshaping every life in my pull—jobs quit, families realigned, souls surrendered. Obligations, etched in code and cum.
The very reason every woman in my orbit had fundamentally altered her life.
Emma and Sarah—my twin sisters, tangled in desires they'd buried deeper than family secrets, until I yanked denial's rug out from under them, making the forbidden feel like fate. Linda, warring with that maternal fortress against the heat she'd entombed for years, her body betraying her brain at every turn.
