Soo-Jin hesitated at the edge of the showroom, quiet beneath the noise.
Amanda and Emma found her instantly, their warmth giving her courage. Then I approached — steady, calm, unyielding.
"You did not choose anything, darling."
Soo-Jin froze like a deer at a luxury auction. "I... I can’t take this much. I don’t give enough—"
"Family only, Soo-Jin. Not strangers. Family."
Her confidence flickered, then held. Mercedes-Benz G63 AMG ($180,000) — safety forged into power. Porsche Macan GTS ($90,000) — quiet speed, subtle strength.
Total: $270,000.
She didn’t need to roar. Her presence was enough.
My harem’s final total? $22,598,000 USD
While the girls hunted like goddesses on commission, I moved through the dealerships like a man possessed by purpose. ARIA whispered, I decided, and together we built a symphony of machines that could probably bankrupt small nations. But hey—knowledge isn’t cheap, and neither is taste.
Mercedes-Benz Collection
AMG One (custom, grey titanium, V.D. package) — $2,700,000G-Wagon G63 AMG — $180,000AMG GT Black Series — $325,000AMG SL 63 — $185,000AMG S63 E-Performance — $185,000E63 S AMG Wagon — $120,000
Mercedes Subtotal: $3,695,000
I didn’t buy them for fun. Each engine note, each design flaw, was a lesson. The AMG One roared like a war cry; the wagon was an apology to practicality. Together, they formed a library in motion.
Rolls-Royce Collection
Ghost Series II (pale blue, ARIA’s pick) — $400,000Spectre (all-electric) — $420,000Cullinan Series — $350,000Phantom VIII — $500,000
Rolls-Royce Subtotal: $1,670,000
Elegance weaponized. The kind of cars that didn’t drive — they glided through opinions. ARIA said the pale blue suited my "psychological profile." I didn’t argue; she’s usually right about my demons.
Bugatti Collection
The private Bugatti gallery was built like a temple, and even I — who’d stared into darker heavens — had to pause.
Chiron Pur Sport — $3,600,000Tourbillon — $4,000,000
Bugatti Subtotal: $7,600,000
The Chiron was mechanical perfection; the Tourbillon was something else — a sermon in carbon fiber. I didn’t smile. I just nodded. You don’t grin in church.
Hypercar Research Collection;
ARIA called it a "comprehensive engineering study." I called it expensive curiosity.
Pagani Huayra Imola — $5,400,000 (Italian insanity, art on steroids)Koenigsegg Jesko Attack — $3,000,000 (Swedish lunacy with a God complex)Koenigsegg Gemera — $1,700,000 (four seats, because apparently family matters now)Rimac Nevera — $2,400,000 (Croatian lightning in a battery)Ferrari Daytona SP3 — $2,300,000 (the last scream of a V12 before extinction)Ferrari 296 GTB — $330,000 (V6 hybrid, efficient like a sociopath)McLaren Speedtail — $2,250,000 (250 mph of British denial)
Lotus Evija: $2,300,000 (shock therapy on four wheels)Czinger 21C: $1,700,000 (3D-printed chaos, Made in L.A.)
Hypercar Subtotal: $21,380,000
If the world ended tomorrow, I’d outrun the apocalypse.
Lamborghini Collection
Aventador SVJ: $520,000Revuelto (the V12 hybrid flagship): $608,000Veneno Roadster: $9,000,000
Lamborghini Subtotal: $10,128,000
Lamborghini never built cars. They built weapons.And I wanted all three.
Miscellaneous Power Plays
McLaren 765LT: $380,000Porsche 911 Turbo S: $230,000Custom Mercedes Sprinter Van (luxury conversion, seating for 12): $250,000
My research final total was $44,833,000
Even accountants get nervous when I walk into a dealership.
I sighed—half satisfaction, half exhaustion.
I’d bought a van too. A ridiculous, overbuilt luxury Sprinter, because apparently being God comes with errands.
The Settlement Fund for my women was $20.
That $20 million that followed covered everything the women would need to truly settle in:
Wardrobes & Fashion: full designer collections for every season and sin.
Beauty & Cosmetics: everything from Chanel to shit that hasn’t hit the shelves yet.
Jewelry & Accessories: elegant, not excessive. He preferred the shine to be in their eyes.
Personal Tech: laptops, tablets, phones—the kind that don’t glitch under divine hands.
Logistics: professional movers, bulletproof organization.
Supply Stock: daily luxuries, imported everything.
Miscellaneous: the thousand little things that make a house a home... or a palace a fortress.
I didn’t buy cars. I curated dominance.
I stared at the figure blinking back at me. Seventy-nine point seven million dollars. In one day. At one mall. Most humans would need three lifetimes and a lottery win to reach that number. I, however, had a mild headache and a latte.


Legal teams moved faster than physics would allow, bending reality like taffy. Contracts flew, titles transferred, insurance clicked into place. La Cherry’s staff gawked like they’d stumbled into a natural disaster labeled Eros Carter: The Human Hurricane. iPhones raised, jaws slack, envy radiating in waves.

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