Chapter: Chapter 41: Even if it’s just once“Excuse me?” she said, voice sharp enough to cut through the air.“You heard me.” Johnny leaned forward, smirk tugging at the edge of his lips. “I’ll work with you if you let me spank that ass of yours.”Silence.He held her gaze. “Even if it’s just once.”He didn’t blink. Didn’t flinch. Just said it.That was all he needed — one spank — and Silver Crest Holdings would be his. A whole damn company in exchange for one reckless, borderline suicidal favor.Detective Rhea stood there for a long moment, motionless, the file still clutched in her hand. Her mind was trying — and failing — to process the level of audacity she’d just been handed.No one had ever spoken to her like that.Not in the academy.Not in the precinct.Not even her husband, who also wore the badge, and knew better than to push her buttons.Detective Rhea Valen — thirty-two, cold as marble, built on discipline and control.A woman whose entire career was defined by the rules she never broke — and the men she made sure d
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Chapter: Chapter 40: I want you as my assistantHe blinked. “Excuse me?”“You heard me,” Rhea said, not even looking up from her file. “I want you as my assistant.”Johnny stared at her like she’d just told him the sky was green. “You want me — the guy you just accused of arson and murder — to help you solve crimes?”Her lips curved slightly, not quite a smile, not quite a smirk. “Not solve. Infiltrate. Mostly undercover work. You’ve got a record that shows you can get close to the kind of people the badge can’t reach.”Johnny leaned forward, his tone laced with disbelief. “You’re serious?”“Dead serious.”He snorted and leaned back again, crossing his arms. “I’m sorry, but I have to ask… why me? You’ve got a whole department full of trained officers.”She met his gaze without blinking. “Relax. You’re nothing special,” she said flatly. “There’s an undercover case that needs someone with your… physical appearance.”“My physical appearance,” he repeated, raising a brow. “That’s a creative way to say criminal record.”She ignored the
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Chapter: Chapter 39: Spank the Detective’s ass? This was crazy. By far the craziest thing the system had ever asked of him. Spank the Detective’s ass? Seriously? Johnny leaned back in the cold metal chair, staring at the glowing prompt still hanging in his head. Of all the ridiculous things the system could’ve thrown at him — this was the one that came with ownership of Silver Crest Holdings attached. He wanted to own Silver Holdings—if not for anything else, then to make his boss pay. But how the hell was he supposed to do that with the woman sitting in front of him? Johnny watched her as she set a file on the table, pulled out the chair opposite him, and crossed her legs — smooth, deliberate, like a move rehearsed a thousand times. Yeah, this woman was something else. He didn’t even try to hide that he was watching. She looked up, caught his gaze, and arched a brow. “From how much you’re staring,” she said, flipping open the file, “I take it you remember me. So glad to finally have you in cuffs again.” He gave a low
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Chapter: Chapter 38: The Intervation Johnny sat in the interrogation room, staring at the dull grey walls like they owed him an explanation.The air reeked of sweat, metal, and bad coffee — the kind of place designed to break men without saying a word.The cops who threw him in hadn’t said much. None of them did. They just looked at him like another problem to file away.He’d stopped trying to explain hours ago. Nobody listened when guilt already painted your face.He stopped pacing and looked at his reflection in the dirty glass. He barely recognized himself — bruised, tired, furious.He didn’t even look up when the door creaked open again.A man in a grey suit walked in, carrying a thin file and an even thinner smile.“Jonathan Steele,” the man said, closing the door behind him. “You’ve had quite a night.”Johnny didn’t move. “If you’re here to ask for my autograph, come back after my mugshot.”The man chuckled softly. “Still got jokes. That’s good. You’ll need them.”He dropped the file on the table. “You’ve been char
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Chapter: Message from Author Hey everyone, This really isn’t how I wanted my first address to go, but I owe you all an explanation. I’m sorry for the inconsistent updates lately—I’ve been in and out of the hospital for about a week. Thankfully, I’m getting better and can’t wait to return to steady updates soon. Thank you so much for sticking with Ultimate Harem System. Every read, like, and comment reminds me that this story still matters—and that I’m writing for real people, not robots (lol). So if you’re enjoying Johnny’s rise, keep reading, keep showing love, and let’s make this story something unforgettable. Your support means everything 💙 — Sam Shelby
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Chapter: Chapter 36: Sign ItThe room was silent—too silent. The kind that made your heartbeat sound louder than your own thoughts.“Mia?” He turned slowly to her. “What the hell was that”The expression on her face had no better words to describe but malice, pure malice.“What the hell was what?” “Don’t play dumb with me, why the hell did you just tell the police I was the one who kidnapped you”Mia sat tied to the chair even though Johnny had already cut her loose, but her face wasn’t the face of a helpless victim anymore. It was calm. Too calm. Like a woman who already knew how this would end.Johnny stood a few feet away, breathing hard, knuckles sore from pounding the bastard on the floor. The man lay there, wheezing, trying to pull air back into his chest. He wasn’t a fighter. Hell, he wasn’t even a real threat.That was the first thing that made Johnny’s stomach twist.The second came when Mia tilted her head. Not like someone traumatized. But like someone studying a mouse that had just walked into her t
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Chapter: Chapter 46: The Commander?The table was dead silent.Every pair of eyes was locked on Jaxon, but Jaxon’s eyes were fixed squarely on Alexander. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was going on — Alexander was keeping a low profile, hiding who he truly was. But Jaxon’s mind burned with one question: At what cost?Was his reason truly worth sitting there and swallowing insults from people not even worthy to shine his boots, let alone breathe the same air?Seraphina noticed Jaxon’s gaze and followed it. The moment her eyes landed on Alexander, something clicked in her head — faster than in anyone else at the table.And then it hit her like lightning.Alexander… was the Commander?It made no sense. And yet… it explained everything and nothing all at once. Her thoughts tangled. How could her quiet, seemingly unremarkable husband be that man? The man whose name echoed through military history?She remembered whispers, rumors — of a man called the Green Knight, the undefeated strategist of the Eastern Front, t
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Chapter: Chapter 45 – Dinner with WolvesThe Lockwoods were ushered into the Intercontinental Royale with all the reverence of crowned monarchs. The hotel staff bowed, bellboys whisked away their luggage, and the concierge personally escorted them to the penthouse floor. Champagne was poured the instant they stepped into their suites; silk curtains billowed in the soft breeze of the ocean-view balconies.It was luxury the Lockwoods thought they deserved… and now they reveled in it.Later that evening, Lady Lockwood summoned everyone for a family dinner in the grand, chandelier-lit restaurant of the hotel. The table was long, polished to a mirror shine, laden with silverware and enough gourmet dishes to feed an army.Alexander sat quietly at the far end, as though the whole spectacle were none of his concern. Beside him, Seraphina sipped her wine in silence.The conversation started politely enough. But soon… the fangs came out.“Seraphina,” one of the Lockwood elders began between chews of roasted lamb, “why have you refused
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Chapter: Chapter 44 – The Silent King’s MoveAlexander stood alone in the parking lot, hands tucked in his pockets, as the Lockwoods stormed off — pride bruised, anger simmering.This wasn’t his problem.He didn’t owe them anything.Walk away, he told himself.But then… he smirked. “I’ll join you in a second,” he’d told Seraphina earlier. “Just need to make a quick call.”Once the coast was clear, he pulled out his phone and dialed a secure number.The line clicked. “Hello, Master Caspian,” came the warm, measured voice of Geoffrey — his butler, his shadow, the one man in the world Alexander trusted without question. “Geoffrey,” Alexander said calmly. “How much would I need to buy to become the majority shareholder of the Intercontinental Royal? And I mean immediately. Two minutes, max.”There was a pause.Then Geoffrey’s voice shifted gears — into that smooth, surgical rhythm of high finance.“Based on current valuation,” Geoffrey began, “the Intercontinental Royal is owned by a conglomerate of luxury investors. The Fisher F
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Chapter: Chapter 43 – The Intercontinental Royal Incident“Jaxon, what’s wrong?” Natasha rushed to her fiancé, panic flickering across her face.“I think he dropped something,” Alexander answered calmly, almost casually — before Jaxon could speak for himself.Natasha blinked, confusion written all over her. The same expression mirrored on every Lockwood face. Their minds scrambled for answers, trying to process what they had just witnessed.“Yeah… I dropped something,” Jaxon stammered, his voice uneven. “Thought I… thought I dropped something.” His eyes, however, never left Alexander’s.Alexander’s lips curved into a faint, knowing smirk — a silent thank you that only Jaxon would understand.A collective gasp of relief rippled through the group. The explanation, flimsy though it was, was infinitely more believable than the truth. No one pressed further. Not yet.Lady Lockwood cleared her throat sharply, eager to sever the awkward silence strangling the air.“Alright,” she said briskly. “Why don’t we get going? We’ve arranged for your stay at
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Chapter: Chapter 42 – The Return of the CreedSeven months had passed since the Maverick Contract saga. The Lockwood estate, though as grand and orderly as ever, buzzed with restless anticipation. A new storm loomed on the horizon, whispered in hushed conversations and stolen glances — Natasha Lockwood was coming home. And she wasn’t alone.“Seraphina,” Lady Lockwood’s voice cut through the quiet like a blade. Her tone was calm, but laced with the authority of a matriarch who commanded obedience. “Get ready. You’ll be coming with us — as an elder of the Lockwood family — to welcome your sister and her fiancé at the airport.”Seraphina froze where she stood. Her face betrayed what her lips dared not utter.Lady Lockwood’s gaze sharpened. “What? Do you have a problem?”Seraphina swallowed her words. The last thing she wanted, barely weeks after becoming the youngest elder in Lockwood history, was to say something that would drag her back to the rank of a nobody. But deep inside, resentment churned like molten fire.“No… not really,
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Chapter: Chapter 41: Elder by force “I must have heard wrong,” Lady Charlotte Lockwood said, leaning forward, eyes narrowing. “No, Grandmother,” Seraphina replied steadily. “You heard me right. I’ll accept the position as project head for the Maverick contract… on one condition.” She paused. “I want to be made an elder of the Lockwood family.” Silence fell. Lady Lockwood froze. She had expected Seraphina to demand something bold, outrageous even—but this… this was beyond anything she could have imagined. It wasn’t audacious. It was unthinkable. “You must be out of your mind. That’s insane,” she finally managed to stutter. In all her long years, no one had ever dared request something so absurd. Seraphina said nothing. Her eyes flicked toward Alexander, searching for silent reassurance. Her heart pounded wildly, her nerves frayed like exposed wire. What the hell am I doing? she asked herself. She didn’t know why she was trusting him—she had no reason to. Except for the fact that Alexander Chase, her enigmatic hu
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The Gambling System
In a world where gambling dictates status, power, and survival, Peter Donovan—a seventeen-year-old delivery boy who despises gamblers—has spent his life avoiding risks. But when his ailing mother’s life hangs by a thread, Peter is left with no choice but to enter the high-stakes world he’s always loathed. Desperation forces his hand, and Peter bets everything—only to lose it all.
Beaten, broken, and left for dead in a rain-soaked alley, Peter prepares to fade into the darkness. But as the last of his hope slips away, the impossible happens.
A faint glow pierces through his pain—a semi-transparent interface appearing before his eyes.
[System Initialization... Loading T.I.M.E Protocol]
Welcome, Time Gambler.
Welcome to the Gambling System]
Now Peter can wager minutes, memories, even years of his life—to manipulate fate itself. But every second spent is a second he'll never get back.
To save his mother, to defeat the gamblers who destroyed him, Peter must master the cruelest game of all: time.
One wrong move, and his future disappears. One right one, and he might just rewrite destiny.
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Chapter: Chapter 145The final rotation slowed...Click.The tile locked.A pause — stretched too long.Peter leaned in.And then — the number flared into view.NEGATIVE FOUR MULTIPLIER.–4XThe red pulsed across the board like a warning siren, deep and final.Peter stared.Froze.Time stopped.“What the fuck...” he whispered, the words falling out of him like broken glass.The crowd gasped — not just surprised, but horrified. A ripple of stunned silence spread through the arena. Even the anchor didn’t speak — for a moment.Then:“...OH NO.”The Anchor's voice cracked with disbelief. “Peter Donovan has landed a –4X! That’s the highest penalty on the board!”Gasps turned to roars. Shouts. Chaos.It was like someone had thrown a match into dry brush — disbelief ignited into pandemonium. The arena screens zoomed in on Peter’s face, pale and stunned. His chest rose and fell, sharp and uneven.Across from him, Chloe didn’t blink. She didn’t smirk.She simply tilted her head. One degree.As if saying: Now we’re
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Chapter: Chapter 144: What the fuckChloe didn’t hesitate.Her eyes flicked briefly to the board—just once, just long enough to assess the remaining tiles. 5x unflipped, Six unknowns.But unlike Peter, she didn’t pause to consult a system. She didn’t flinch.She moved.A single, fluid motion: her hand rose, fingers curved like a conductor mid-symphony, then drifted downward and tapped tile 4.The crowd barely had time to react before the hum returned.Click—click—click.The flipping began.Peter leaned in.He watched—not the tile, but her.There was no tremble in her hand. No shift in her gaze. But her breath — there it was. A single, almost imperceptible hitch in her inhale. Not fear. Not panic.Just... calculation failing to resolve.Click—click—click.The rotations slowed.Light glinted off the edges of the spinning tile like silver teeth waiting to bite.Click.It locked.A cold pulse spread through the board.NEGATIVE ONE MULTIPLIER.–1XThe number glowed red. A soft, almost mocking tone accompanied the display. An
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Chapter: Chapter 143: 4x"System, give me the probability odds of the remaining tiles landing a 4X."---[PROBABILITY VISION ACTIVATED]Calculating...Using Probability Vision for 8 tiles will cost 24 minutes.Would you like to proceed?{YES/NO}---“Yes.”---[TIME BANK: 121 minutes → 97 minutes][Skill Activated: Probability Vision (Level 3)]Calculating...---Tile 1: 30%Tile 3: 17%Tile 4: 11%Tile 5: 18%Tile 7: 12%Tile 8: 25%Tile 9: 9%Tile 10: 22%---Peter’s eyes flicked across the shimmering data overlay on his display, absorbing it all in a heartbeat. Sweat prickled beneath his collar, but he kept his breathing steady.His first flip had landed. But Chloe’s cold 5X had already shifted the entire flow of the match.No more room for safe moves.Still… he couldn’t risk a reckless one.Tile 1. Best odds. Highest probability. No hesitation.Peter extended a single finger toward the board. The surface of Tile 1 pulsed faintly beneath the glass-like sheen, as though sensing the weight of the moment.He
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Chapter: Chapter 142: First flipThe crowd was still vibrating with energy as the Anchor gave a sweeping bow and stepped back from center stage.A quiet hum pulsed through the vast hall, as though the room itself was holding its breath.On the holo-display, the game board flickered into readiness — the sleek digital grid shimmering faintly in the dim light.10 tiles loaded. Coin flip pending.At their seats, Peter and Chloe faced each other across the elevated table — a sleek black surface bordered with thin neon-blue lines. Their personal displays hovered in front of them, responsive to their slightest touch, transparent but pulsing faintly in rhythm with their heartbeats.Peter tightened his grip on the tablet, knuckles white for a moment before he forced himself to breathe. His pulse thrummed painfully in his neck.Across from him, Chloe sat like stone. One leg crossed over the other, tablet resting lightly on her lap. Not a flicker of tension showed in her face — only cold, clinical focus. A chessmaster waiting f
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Chapter: Chapter 141: The next dayThe next day finally arrived. Autumn had fully set in across Monte Carlo Gambling University — the crisp air biting with an edge of chill, fallen leaves skittering across the cobblestone pathways.And there they were.Peter and Chloe marching through the winding campus grounds toward their destination — the grand Designated Gambling Hall. Their paths aligned, yet their thoughts worlds apart.“I’m going to win this gamble and prove myself.”For Peter, the need was primal. Unquenchable. It radiated from every step, a hunger that no one had to explain — you could see it in his eyes, in the set of his jaw.Chloe’s resolve, though just as fierce, was buried beneath layers of carefully constructed artifice. She wore her usual corporate-inspired attire: a crisp white blouse tucked into a fitted black pencil skirt, tailored charcoal blazer hugging her slender frame. On her feet — sharp black heels that clicked a steady rhythm across the polished floors. Her look was elegant, cold, commanding
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Chapter: Chapter 140: Later that NightLater that night.Somewhere across a quieter side of the Monte Carlo Gambling University Campus.Chloe sat alone in her dorm room, a small island of light amid the creeping darkness. A vintage brass desk lamp cast a warm, narrow glow across her cluttered workspace. The rest of the room was draped in shadows — the only other light came from her laptop, its screen flickering softly, washing her face in cold blue.A notebook lay open beside her, its pages crowded with scrawled diagrams and hurried annotations. Pen in hand, she hovered just above the paper, deep in thought.She was studying. But not textbooks. Not theoretical models. No — in front of her was something far more specific, more obsessive.A recorded gamble.On screen: Peter Donovan facing off against Noami. The match had long since ended, yet Chloe — known to most by her gambling alias, Noir — had watched this tape at least six times already. Probably more. She clicked the timeline backward again, freezing the frame on Peter
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