With his three primary tormentors' lives in ruins, Ren entered a new phase. He became a master puppeteer, a conductor of a secret, chaotic symphony. For weeks, he juggled his three conquests, a feat of scheduling and manipulation made effortless by the System.
With Mia, his meetings were an exercise in adrenaline. He would summon her to the rooftop of a skyscraper or a secluded corner of a public museum, feeding her addiction to the danger and the thrill he represented. She was his outlet for pure, reckless passion, and she left every encounter more obsessed than the last.
With Clara, he was the sensitive, misunderstood artist. He took her to quiet galleries and classical concerts, using his System to feed him profound insights on art and music. He was her soulmate, the only person who saw the world with the same depth she did. She worshipped him with a quiet, desperate intensity.
With Jessica, he was the embodiment of power and status. He used his remaining Vengeance Points to rent luxury cars for an hour and secure reservations at exclusive restaurants. He talked of deals and influence, painting himself as a major player. He was her ticket to the elite world she craved, and she clung to him with the fierce grip of ambition.
Each woman lived in her own private world with him, completely devoted and utterly unaware of the others. Meanwhile, Adrian, Leo, and Mark were shells of men, watching the women they loved grow distant, cold, and contemptuous. Ren wasn't just getting revenge anymore; he was reigning over a small, shattered empire of his own making.