Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56: Teacher’s Kinky, Way to Endless Money

I erupted into laughter so fucking loud that Mom actually yelled from the kitchen like I was having some kind of breakdown.

"Peter, what’s so damn funny up there?"

"Nothing, just... TikTok!" I yelled back, wiping tears from my eyes because I was laughing so hard my stomach hurt.

If only she knew I was laughing about becoming the sexual messiah for California’s most frustrated housewives. That’s some next-level irony that would probably give her a heart attack. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

After getting back from Madison’s Range Rover adventure—where my girlfriend basically turned into a sex-addicted demon who couldn’t keep her hands off me—I went straight to my room and found exactly what I’d been waiting for. The alert notification was blinking like a Christmas tree.

Mrs. Isabella Rodriguez had finally turned on her laptop. Time to see what gets my sexually frustrated teacher all hot and bothered.

My heart was actually racing a little as I slipped into her system like a digital ghost. This felt wrong and exciting at the same time, like I was about to see something I definitely wasn’t supposed to see.

And holy fuck, her browsing history was better than premium Pornhub. This woman was absolutely starving for some decent dick, and her search history proved it with the desperation of someone who’d been living on scraps for years.

Jesus Christ, she’s been married to a guy who probably finishes faster than a McDonald’s drive-through, and she’s losing her goddamn mind.

Her porn searches were all about strangers fucking housewives, and she was obsessed with plumber-and-housewife scenarios. The irony was beautiful—she wasn’t even into teacher-student porn, which meant she got enough of that awkward reality at school and wanted something completely different at home.

"But plumbers? That’s my fucking golden ticket to salvation central."

I could feel all the system knowledge stirring in my brain like some kind of digital deity awakening, and for a second it was overwhelming. All this information flowing through me, telling me exactly how to be what she needed.

IT mastery, plumbing expertise, electrical work—I could roleplay as any profession these desperate housewives dreamed about. The system literally had made me into their perfect fantasy.

Isabella’s family situation was laughably simple. Two kids who disappeared for technical classes every weekend, and a husband who was only home Wednesdays and Sundays because he worked some bullshit traveling sales job.

Tomorrow was Friday, which meant Saturday she’d be completely alone and ripe for liberation. Perfect timing.

Operation: Save Mrs. Rodriguez From Sexual Mediocrity was officially a go, and I was getting nervous and excited in equal measure.

And trust me, after four years of sexual frustration, this woman is going to lose her fucking mind when she meets someone who actually knows what the hell he’s doing.

"Peter, dinner!" Sarah called from downstairs like she was summoning me to some kind of family tribunal.

*

We sat around our beat-up dining table eating leftovers that tasted like depression mixed with good intentions, until Mom launched into the conversation I’d been dreading since forever.

"So, honey," she began with that voice that meant serious fucking business, "what do you actually want to do with your life? For real this time?"

’Here we fucking go with the career expectations speech. And I can’t exactly tell her I’m planning to become a supernatural sex worker for frustrated women and housewives.’

Everyone at home—hell, everyone at Lincoln High—knew I was absolutely unmatched when it came to computers and technology. What none of these people understood was that I’d transcended basic human limitations entirely.

They think I’m just some computer nerd who’s good with code. They have zero clue what I’ve actually become. I’m not just a hacker anymore. I’m not some programmer or software engineer or any other bullshit title they teach in college courses that cost more than our car.

’With the knowledge flowing through my veins right now, I’ve evolved into something that shouldn’t exist.’

’I am a fucking Digital God.’

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