Harry could already tell this date was nothing like the one he’d had with Melissa. With Melissa, everything had felt easy, she laughed, she glowed, she actually wanted to be there. But Alicia? She was playing a different game entirely. Every glance, every smile, every word came with a price tag. He could practically see the dollar signs in her eyes.Still, Harry didn’t really mind. He wasn’t here for love or sincerity. Tonight was about strategy, about testing what truly worked on her, what didn’t, and how far he could push that glowing little affection bar he saw in his mind’s eye.He’d already figured out one thing: Alicia loved being admired. She thrived on attention, the kind that made heads turn and whispers start. So if giving her the spotlight was what it took to win, then he’d make sure every beam of light in the room pointed her way.They ate slowly, though “ate” was generous, Alicia picked at her food like it was poison. She was a model, after all, and self-control came with

Harry was stunned by her skill, her tongue swirling around his shaft as he thrust her head forward, forcing her to take every inch."How did you get so good at this!?" Harry blurted out through his gritted teeth, but she offered no reply, just kept sucking.He wasn't sure what to make of her focus, but it pushed him toward ecstasy, like touching divine bliss.She pulled back for a breath, her tongue still clinging to his length, and Harry glanced down to see saliva strings linking her lips to his tip."Enjoy how it fills my throat?" Alicia murmured, nibbling her lip.She gazed up at him with a grin before slamming her mouth down again, and Harry knew he wouldn't hold out much longer like this.The last thing he wanted was to finish first, it would prove he couldn't match her stamina.Harry decided to seize the moment; he could get a bit forceful. This was the woman who betrayed him and hurt him deeply, and with that realization, he suddenly gripped the back of her head, pinning her in

Harry stood in front of the cashier’s desk, card in hand, ready to pay for the car. But before he did, he glanced over at Alicia, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. He wanted to test something, whether he could push her affection bar a bit higher before sealing the deal. And to his surprise, it worked. [Update in affection bar!] [Alicia’s affection: 62%!] Harry nearly laughed out loud. It had worked, it really worked. Her affection had jumped higher than he expected. In less than a day, he was already this close to maxing her out. That meant his strategy, spoiling her rotten was paying off. This was the perfect time to strike. He nodded at the salesman to proceed, and the man, sweating nervously, ran the card. Everyone in the dealership seemed to hold their breath, waiting for the card to decline. But instead… [Ding!] [Spent $3,700,000. 10X Critical Hit. Earned $37,000,000! 6X Bonus Critical Hit. Earned $222,000,000! The money has been transferred to account XXX-XXX-XXX!]

The whole weird exchange with Clara finally ended, leaving Harry standing there, still not sure if she’d just been flirting or just being nice. Honestly, he hoped it was the latter. There was something about her, this mix of confidence and warmth, that pulled him in without even trying. And maybe that was the problem. People like her were exactly the kind he needed to keep at arm’s length.He checked his phone to distract himself and saw a new message from Melissa. It had come in a few minutes ago. One line.[[Hey, here’s a crazy idea, want to come over?]]Short. Simple. Loaded.Harry stared at the message for a few seconds, wondering if he was reading too much into it. Maybe it was innocent. Or maybe it wasn’t. The first thought that crossed his mind was sex, obviously. What else could it mean? But then again, maybe she just wanted company. Maybe she was bored. Or maybe she was testing him.Either way, it wasn’t something he could ignore.He let out a quiet sigh. He already had one w

The rest of the day went by pretty much how Harry expected. He got to know Rhianon a bit better, and noticed how Melissa seemed more at ease whenever her friend was around. You could tell those two had known each other for a long time, they had that comfortable rhythm that only comes with years of friendship.Melissa was more talkative now, pulling faces and laughing more than she had during their entire date. It made sense; she was back home, in her comfort zone, with her best friend.But Harry also picked up on something different about Rhianon. Earlier, she’d been playful, testing him, seeing what kind of man he was. Now, she was quieter, her mind clearly somewhere else. That conversation they’d started about her music? It didn’t come up again.Before long, Harry realized he’d been there long enough. There’s a fine line between staying and overstaying, and he didn’t plan to cross it. The visit had served its purpose, and besides, he had something to think about, the system hadn’t g