Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 591

Chapter 591: Market and Billions

"Which it wasn’t," she added. "You skipped breakfast entirely with Reyna. Took a very small piece. Again."

Madison was laughing now—soft, slightly hysterical laughter. "So we’re not building a hedge fund. We’re building a financial weapon of mass destruction and pretending it has safety limits."

"That’s one way to describe it," I agreed.

"Master," ARIA said, her tone shifting back to business, "the point I’m making is this: your vision of Liberation Funds becoming ’Smart Money’ that moves markets? That’s not ambitious. That’s conservative. If we actually deployed my full capabilities, we wouldn’t move markets—we’d be the market. Every other institution would be reacting to our positions because our capital deployment would be so massive and so precisely executed that following our moves would be the only rational strategy."

"But we can’t do that," I said.

"No. We can’t. Because the moment we demonstrate that level of capability, we stop being a hedge fund and start being an existential threat to the entire global financial system. At which point governments don’t regulate us—they nationalize us or destroy us or both."

"So we have to grow slowly," Amanda said. "Carefully. Scaling up our ’official’ capacity in ways that seem impressive but not impossible. Making it look like we’re pushing our limits when we’re actually operating at a fraction of a percent of what we could do."

"Exactly," ARIA confirmed. "The four hundred million daily cap today becomes eight hundred million in six months, then two billion in a year, then ten billion in two years. Each increase justified by ’computational infrastructure improvements’ and ’expanded processing capacity’ that make it sound like we’re constantly working at the edge of our abilities. When in reality, I’ll still be operating at functionally zero percent of my actual capacity the entire time."

"That’s..." Madison trailed off. "That’s actually brilliant. And terrifying."

"Thank you. I excel at both."

Silence in the cabin.

Madison’s eyes opened fully, turning to look at me. Amanda straightened in her seat.

"Explain," Madison said.

I leaned forward slightly, pulling my hand free to gesture. "ARIA can currently handle the minimum four hundred million in daily transactions while maintaining five percent returns. That’s her cautious operational capacity. If we pushed her—if we really opened up the throttle—she could probably manage thirty percent returns per trade cycle instead of the five percent we’re promising clients."

"Thirty percent," Amanda repeated slowly. "Per trade."

"Per cycle," I corrected. "Which could be multiple times daily depending on market conditions. But that’s reckless and short-sighted. If we trade that aggressively, we’ll destabilize markets, draw regulatory attention, and burn through our strategic advantage in months instead of years."

"So why mention it?" Madison asked.

"Because the real game isn’t maximizing returns on current capital. It’s accumulating more capital. More clients. More participants. Moving the whole fucking thing in a big wave until we’re generating not millions but billions daily across our entire client base." But the hedge fund was a cover.

I looked at both of them.

"I don’t want Liberation Funds to be a successful hedge fund. I want us to be Smart Money. The kind of institutional player where a single position from us can shift market trends or amplify them. Where other funds watch our movements like prophets reading entrails. Where ’Liberation took a position in X’ becomes headline news that moves billions in capital from other players trying to follow our lead."

The Maybach glided through a turn, city lights painting the cabin in shifting colors.

"The biggest hedge funds in the world—Bridgewater, Renaissance, Citadel—they move markets because their capital deployment is so massive that their positions are the market. I want that. But I don’t want it limited to Western markets. I want clients in every direction, every country. Middle Eastern sovereign wealth funds. Japanese institutional investors. Chinese billionaires. European banking dynasties."

"Global domination," Amanda said. "You want Liberation Funds to become the single largest hedge fund in existence."

"I want us to be so fucking big that destroying us would crash markets," I said. "Because that’s the only real protection. Once you’re big enough, governments don’t shut you down—they bail you out. Once you’re essential enough, regulators don’t prosecute—they negotiate. We need to become too big to fail and too connected to touch."

I have been small for sixteen years, I was on path to become the one who moves the Earth no matter how long that would take; and I could see where I was going.

Madison was quiet for a long moment, her mind clearly working through implications.

"That’s why you’re focusing on Middle Eastern and Asian investors," she said finally. "Not just because they have money—because they have sovereign money. Government funds. National wealth. The kind of capital that comes with political protection."

"Master," ARIA said quietly, "if I may—your vision is sound, but achieving it requires careful choreography. We need to appear to scale gradually while actually just removing artificial constraints I’ve imposed on myself. Tonight we claimed four hundred million daily capacities. In six weeks, we’ll ’upgrade infrastructure’ and announce eight hundred million daily capacities. A year from now..."

"Welcome to empire-building in the modern age," ARIA said. "Unlimited power is worthless if deploying it destroys you. Real power is knowing exactly how much you can reveal without triggering the immune response of the system you’re trying to dominate."

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