All Chapters of The Devil's Desire System: Chapter 181
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The Restrained Neighbor
"Bring him home," Amel ordered. "Drag him if you have to. Break his legs if he resists; I have the best doctors to reattach them. All that matters is that he is alive and standing before me.""And the crocodile girlfriend?""Kill her," Amel said coldly. "Or turn her into a handbag. I don't care."Desmond looked at the pile of money, then at Amel. He saw the fear of a mother behind that mafia mask. Amel was terrified of losing the only family she had left."Keep your money," said Desmond, standing up."You refuse?" Amel narrowed her eyes, her hand returning to her gun."No. I'll take the job," Desmond straightened his suit. "But the payment isn't money.""Then what? My body?" Amel smiled mockingly."Information," Desmond answered. "And... maybe a drink with you when I return. Without the gun."Amel paused for a moment. She didn't trust this man. But she needed Leo back."Bring my stupid son home," Amel said, lowering her hand from the pistol. "And we'll see if you deserve to sit at the
Last Updated : 2026-02-16
Money Is No Object
Desmond crouched in front of her. He showed no disgust at the transformation. He touched Mia's cheek, where fine scales were beginning to emerge."Don't fight it," Desmond whispered. "Let it out. Be yourself."Desmond's touch felt like fire. Mia hissed in pleasure. She lunged at Desmond, not to attack, but to embrace.Mia wrapped her arms around Desmond's neck. Her long snake tail coiled around Desmond's waist and legs, pulling the man into a suffocating embrace."You're real..." Mia buried her face in Desmond's neck, inhaling his masculine scent greedily. Her forked tongue flicked out, tasting Desmond's skin. "You're real... not a dream...""I am real," Desmond returned the hug, stroking Mia's scaled back. He felt the coldness of her serpentine body, and how desperately Mia sought warmth."Edi..." Mia looked up. Her face was wet with tears and sweat. Her eyes were wild, filled with pent-up passion. "You smell like him... but ric
Last Updated : 2026-02-16
A New Threat: The Purists
"You... what did you do to my house?"Sella's question hung in the cold morning air. In her hand, the paid-in-full letter from the bank was crumpled from being squeezed too tight. Her eyes stared at Desmond with a mix of fear and sharp suspicion.Desmond leaned against the doorframe. He sipped his coffee slowly."I made an investment," Desmond answered calmly, lowering his cup. "A bankrupt neighbor lowers property values in the area. I just bought an expensive house. I don't want the view from my front porch to be a FORECLOSED sign."Sella fell silent. The reasoning made sense, but it was too... generous for a stranger."Investment?" Sella shook her head. "That debt was hundreds of thousands of dollars. You paid it just like that because of... property value?""Money isn't an issue for me," Desmond smiled thinly. "The issue is noisy neighbors stressed out by debt collectors. Consider it the cost of my peace and quiet.""I can't accept this," Sella's voice hardened. "Our family doesn't
Last Updated : 2026-02-17
Beating Up Thugs
"Scream away, Sweetheart. None of your neighbors care," Baldy laughed. "This is America. Poor people aren't allowed to ask for help."Baldy stepped forward, his large hand reaching out to grab Sella's hair."Mama!" the sound of a child crying came from the bedroom. Budi had woken up."Your kid is noisy," Baldy hissed. "Oi, Mike! Shut that brat up!"One of the thugs moved toward the child's room."NO!" Sella shouted, firing her taser.ZAP!The taser wires hit Baldy's chest. But the man was wearing a rubber vest under his jacket. He only twitched slightly, then laughed angrily. He yanked the wires out roughly."Playing rough, huh?" Baldy's face reddened. He raised his baseball bat high, ready to smash Sella's head. "I'll teach you some manners!"Sella closed her eyes, shielding her head with her arms.Silence.One second. Two seconds.The blow never landed."Manners?"Last Updated : 2026-02-17Read more
Last Updated : 2026-02-17
Temptation of the Past
"Almond milk, synthetic meat, and... blood stain remover detergent. A normal shopping list for a Demon King."Desmond pushed his shopping cart down the quiet aisle of the 24-hour supermarket. He needed to get out of the house. Sella's gaze earlier had made his chest tight. He needed fresh air.As he turned into the wine aisle, he stopped.That scent.Not the smell of grapes. But the scent of jasmine flowers mixed with something cold and *musky*. The scent of a reptile in hiding.Desmond turned his head.At the end of the aisle stood a woman staring blankly at rows of Chardonnay bottles. She wore a beige trench coat tied tightly at the waist, large sunglasses (even though it was night), and a silk scarf covering her neck.Mia.His ex-girlfriend. The neighbor who used to sneak through his bedroom window.Desmond intended to turn his cart around. He wasn't ready to face Mia after the drama with Sella. But
Last Updated : 2026-02-18
Mia's Night Visit
Storm rain poured over Neo-Chicago again, turning the view from Desmond's penthouse window into an abstract gray painting. The digital clock on the wall read 02:00 AM.Desmond couldn't sleep. The incident in the car earlier still lingered. Mia's scent clung to his shirt like a ghost. He sat on the leather living room sofa, swirling a glass of whiskey with melted ice."Sabrun. Disable the balcony security system.""You sure, Boss? The wind is strong. And there's a heat signature climbing your apartment wall. Moving fast. Not human.""I know," Desmond set down his glass. "Let her in. Otherwise, she'll break the glass."CLICK.The magnetic lock on the balcony door disengaged.A second later, the sliding glass door was roughly shoved open from the outside. Wind and rain rushed in, soaking the expensive carpet.In the doorway stood a creature that brought human nightmares to reality.It was Mia. But not the elegant Mia.Her nightgown was soaked and tattered, revealing skin that was no long
Last Updated : 2026-02-19
Recurring Pleasure
Desmond didn't wait. He united himself with Mia.The anatomy of a Lamia was unique, but Desmond—the dimensional voyager—knew exactly how to navigate it.SCHLICK."HSSSTT-AHHH!" Mia screamed, her head thrown back, her neck arching. Her tongue flicked out, trembling.The sensation was different from a human. Cold, tight, and incredibly muscular. Mia's internal muscles moved, massaging and pulling at Desmond with the natural rhythm of a serpent."You are so cold inside," Desmond growled, pumping with a steady, powerful rhythm. "Let me warm you up."Desmond channeled Hellfire Energy—his Demonic body heat—straight into Mia's womb.Mia felt as if she were being filled with liquid lava. The pain from her shedding cycle vanished instantly, replaced by a pleasure that seared her nerves."Desmond... Desmond...!" Mia clawed at Desmond's back, leaving red streaks. Her tail tightened, nearly snapping Desmond's waist.Last Updated : 2026-02-19Read more
Last Updated : 2026-02-19
The "Pure Bloods" Organization
"Sleep tight, Mia. Don't open the door for anyone but me."Desmond kissed Mia's forehead as she slept soundly in his king-size bed. The snake woman was curled up comfortably under the duvet, her face peaceful after the emotional storm of the previous night. Desmond adjusted her pillow, then walked out to the balcony.He was just about to light a cigarette when the sound of sirens echoed from the distance. The eastern sky—over the Anomaly District—was glowing bright orange. Not sunrise, but fire."Sabrun. Situation report.""Red Zone, Boss! 'The Basilisk' is under attack. And this isn't a normal gang brawl. Thermal signals detect grenade launchers, military assault rifles, and... shit, they brought 'Anti-Anomaly Gas'. That's a specific nerve agent designed to paralyze mutants.""Pure Bloods?" Desmond tossed his unlit cigarette away."Affirmative. They're moving in coordination. There's big funding behind them. Amel is surrounded."
Last Updated : 2026-02-20
Reunion of Three Women
They scrambled out through windows and holes in the walls.Desmond let them go. He needed messengers.He dropped his hands. The floating sand fell back to the floor, becoming mere piles of grit. Desmond’s suit remained spotless.Silence filled the club. The music had died long ago.Desmond turned to face the bar.Amel slowly rose from her hiding spot. Her red dress was dusted with debris, her bob cut was messy, and she was still gripping the dagger with a trembling hand.Amel stared at the piles of sand on the floor. Then at the corpses and unconscious men defeated without a single touch. Then at Desmond, who was adjusting his shirt cuffs.That wasn't human power. It wasn't even the power of ordinary Anomalies Amel had seen (like physical strength or venom). Controlling elements with such precision... that was God-tier."You..." Amel's voice trembled.Desmond smiled thinly. "I told you I'd handle your p
Last Updated : 2026-02-20
The Revelation
Desmond opened his eyes. He looked at the three of them in turn."I am not a distant cousin, Sella," Desmond said. His voice changed. Deeper, more resonant, but the intonation... the intonation was undeniably Edi's. "And I am not a ghost, Amel."He took one step forward. His purple aura dimmed, allowing his remaining humanity to surface."I am Edi. I am Desmond. I am your stupid brother who vanished twenty years ago because he got sucked into a damn time hole while trying to be a hero."Silence.The police sirens outside seemed to fade away.Sella dropped her umbrella. CLATTER."You..." Sella stepped forward heavily. Her face was flushed deep red. Tears streamed down her face, but they weren't tears of joy. They were tears of anger that had fermented for two decades."You are Edi?" Sella asked quietly."Yes, Sis. I..."SLAP!Sella's slap was so hard it snapped Desmond's head to the sid
Last Updated : 2026-02-21