Callum lay in Linda's bed, watching her sleep peacefully beside him. Her dark hair was splayed across the pillow, lips slightly parted, one hand resting on his chest. She looked content in a way he suspected she hadn't been in years.
The system interface hovered in his vision, translucent and glowing softly in the dim afternoon light filtering through the curtains.
[CHAOS HAREM SYSTEM]
[LEVEL: 2]
[CHAOS POINTS: 800]
[SHOP - NOW AVAILABLE]
Callum mentally selected the shop option and a new menu expanded before him:
[ABILITIES - TIER 1]
- Charm Aura (Passive) - 100 CP
- Stamina Boost I - 150 CP
- Pheromone Control I - 250 CP
- Smooth Talker - 200 CP
- Enhanced Physique I - 300 CP
[ABILITIES - TIER 2]
- Locked until Level 5
[FINANCIAL REWARDS]
- Cash Injection: $10,000 - 2000 CP
- Cash Injection: $50,000 - 5000 CP
- Passive Income Stream I - 10000 CP
[SPECIAL ITEMS]
- Locked
Callum's eyes widened. He could literally buy money with Chaos Points. And that passive income option... if he earned enough CP, he could actually make a living just fucking women. The realization hit him like a bolt of lightning.
He could quit his job. Never answer to anyone again. Just seduce women, earn points, convert them to cash, and live however he wanted.
"Holy shit," he whispered.
Linda stirred slightly but didn't wake. Callum looked down at her, then at his own body. What the hell had happened to him? Four days ago he was a virgin who couldn't even talk to women without stuttering. Now he had just fucked his landlady like some kind of porn star, calling her a whore, using her body however he wanted.
Where did those words even come from? That aggression? That violence?
He had enjoyed it. He had loved every second of it. The power. The control. The way Linda had submitted to him completely, begged for it, screamed his name.
Gabriella meant nothing now. That hurt from seeing her with Kelvin had evaporated completely. She was just another woman. Replaceable. Forgettable.
This system, whatever it was, wherever it came from.…it was changing him. Something fundamental about who he was as a person.
Should he be worried about that?
Callum looked at the shop interface again and selected his purchases:
[CHARM AURA - PURCHASED: -100 CP]
[STAMINA BOOST I - PURCHASED: -150 CP]
[PHEROMONE CONTROL I - PURCHASED: -250 CP]
[REMAINING CP: 300]
Warmth flooded through his body as the abilities integrated. He could feel them taking hold, becoming part of him. The charm aura would make him naturally more attractive and likeable. The stamina boost meant he could go multiple rounds without exhaustion. And pheromone control.…women would literally smell something in him that triggered arousal on a subconscious level.
He was becoming a weapon designed specifically to destroy relationships and seduce women.
The thought should have disturbed him. Instead, it excited him.
Callum carefully extracted himself from Linda's embrace and slipped out of bed. She mumbled something in her sleep but didn't wake. He found his clothes on the floor and pulled them on, moving quietly through her apartment.
It was nearly 4pm. He had dozed off after their second round, both of them exhausted and satisfied. Now his body felt energized again, the stamina boost already working its magic.
He left a note on Linda's kitchen counter: "You're incredible. Let's do this again soon. - C"
Then he slipped out of her apartment and climbed the stairs to his own unit on the third floor. His place was modest and messy, the home of a man who had given up on impressing anyone. Dirty dishes in the sink, laundry piled on a chair, takeaway containers stacked by the bin.
It felt like a different person's apartment now. Someone else's failure.
Callum's phone was charging on his nightstand, the screen showing seventeen missed calls and thirty-two text messages. Most were from coworkers asking if he was okay. A few from his mother who had apparently heard about the accident. And three calls from Kelvin Bradford.
As if on cue, his phone rang. Kelvin's name flashed on the screen.
Callum considered ignoring it, but curiosity won. He answered.
"Callum! Mate, I heard you woke up. Jesus, you scared us all. Are you alright?" Kelvin's voice was smooth and concerned, the practiced tone of a salesman who could fake sincerity on command.
The same voice he had used while fucking Gabriella in that room.
Irritation flared hot in Callum's chest. This asshole was calling to check on him while he was probably still texting his mistress.
But Callum forced himself to smile, keeping his voice steady. "Yeah, I'm alright. Bit sore but nothing serious."
"That's great to hear, really great. Listen, I know you've been through hell, but we're absolutely swamped here. Any chance you could come in today? Even just for a few hours?"
I almost died, Callum wanted to snap. I was unconscious for three days and you want me back at my desk immediately?
But instead he said, "I don't think I'm up for it today, Kelvin. But I can come in tomorrow. Wednesday, yeah?"
"Perfect, perfect. We'll see you then. And Callum? Really glad you're okay, mate."
The call ended. Callum stared at his phone, jaw clenched.
Kelvin Bradford. Married father of two. Serial cheater. Arrogant prick who had stolen Gabriella right under his nose.
And somewhere out there was Mrs. Bradford. Kelvin's wife. Probably at home right now, taking care of his kids while he fucked around at work.
[NEW QUEST AVAILABLE: SEDUCE KELVIN'S WIFE]
[REWARD: 500 CP + REVENGE BONUS]
[ACCEPT?]
Callum's smile turned predatory. Yes. Oh yes. He wouldn't just fuck Kelvin's wife. He would make her fall for him. Make her leave that cheating bastard. Destroy his perfect family image.
It was like something else had possessed him, some darker version of himself that craved chaos and revenge. But the strange thing was.…he liked it. This new Callum was better. Stronger. More alive.
[QUEST ACCEPTED]
He stripped off his clothes and crawled into his own bed, setting an alarm for Wednesday morning. His body was tired again, probably from the dramatic changes of the past few days. Sleep came quickly.