Lust System: I will Cuck Everyone

The deafening, chaotic roar of the grand ballroom finally began to fade into the background, as Rick casually pushed the heavy oak doors of his top-floor executive office shut, completely isolating himself from the sycophantic crowd of wealthy elites who were desperately trying to kiss his boots, because a true apex predator never lingered around buzzing insects after a flawless slaughter.

He walked lazily across the expensive imported carpet and threw himself into the massive leather chair behind his mahogany desk, as he let out a dark, highly villainous chuckle, perfectly recalling the sight of the arrogant French chef weeping on his knees while Lexi completely lost her mind and moaned like a desperate slut on international television.

Rick had entirely shattered the fragile egos of the culinary world’s absolute elite, but before he could even pour himself a celebratory glass of vintage amber whisky, a massive, blinding flash of golden light violently erupted directly inside his vision, as a sharp, mechanical chime echoed heavily within his skull.

[Ding! Massive Milestone Reached: 50% Chef Occupation Completion!]

[System Notification: The God of Mischief is absolutely thrilled with your heaven-defying display of pure, unapologetic dominance! You completely crushed the so-called Michelin dragons and enslaved the lead judge’s palate in front of millions of live viewers!]

[Reward 1: +5% Additional Controlling Stake in the Peninsula Hotel Empire!] [Calculation: Your total personal ownership has now reached exactly 75%! You have officially achieved Absolute Veto Power, meaning the entire board of directors is completely obsolete, and your word is literal, undeniable law!]

[Reward 2: Acquired 100% Legal Ownership of the ’Dragon’s Peak Pavilion’!] [Description: The ultimate, ultra-exclusive 12-villa private estate located at the absolute highest peak of the outer mountains, entirely overlooking the entire city! Valued at exactly $2,000,000,000, it is a heavily fortified billionaire fortress that money alone cannot buy, and it now belongs entirely to you!]

Rick read the glowing golden text floating in the quiet office, as his dark, deadpan eyes widened for a fraction of a second, completely taken aback by the sheer, absurd magnitude of the system’s heaven-defying generosity.

He did not just own a hotel anymore, as he now possessed a massive two-billion-dollar private mountain fortress that was literally designed for a modern-day emperor, making a greedy, incredibly arrogant smirk completely take over his face.

Just as Rick dismissed the glowing interface with a swift mental command, the heavy oak doors of his office suddenly clicked open, as Victoria stepped into the dimly lit room, completely shattering the quiet atmosphere.

Victoria was wearing a breathtakingly tight, dark navy power suit that perfectly hugged her mature, wide hips, but instead of her usual freezing, untouchable Ice Queen glare, a massive, genuine, and incredibly radiant smile was completely stretched across her beautiful face.

"You actually did it, Rick," Victoria breathed heavily, as she locked the office door behind her, stepping forward with a completely unburdened, relaxed posture that made her heavy breasts bounce slightly under her silk blouse. "You completely humiliated the rivals, secured the hotel’s global supremacy, and entirely cemented our absolute rule over the culinary world."

"I told you I was going to turn that summit into a bloodbath," Rick mocked lazily, completely unbothered by his own god-tier achievements, "But you look entirely too happy for someone who just watched a cooking show, so what else happened?"

Victoria’s smile grew even wider, as she walked directly up to the mahogany desk and aggressively threw a thick stack of legally stamped documents right in front of him.

"Mathew is officially ruined," Victoria declared, her voice trembling slightly with pure, unadulterated relief, as she leaned her hands on the desk, looking down at Rick with absolute devotion. "I sent the video confession you extracted from that fat loading dock supervisor directly to his powerful father, entirely exposing how Mathew used the government’s money to fund George’s illegal underground syndicate and sabotage my hotel."

"His father was absolutely terrified of the political fallout, so he completely cut Mathew off without a single penny, violently threw him out of the family estate, and forced him to sign the absolute divorce papers this morning to sever all legal ties to my assets," Victoria explained, as tears of pure joy welled up in her ice-blue eyes, completely dropping her corporate shield.

"I am officially divorced, Rick," Victoria whispered, her breath hitching wildly in her throat, "I am completely free from that pathetic, gambling piece of trash, and the nineteen-year nightmare is finally over."

Rick let out a dark, satisfied laugh, as he pushed his chair back and stood up to his full, towering height, completely dominating the space between them.

He did not offer her a polite congratulation, as he simply reached across the desk and aggressively grabbed her by her narrow waist, violently yanking her curvy body flush against his broad chest, completely ignoring the mahogany wood digging into her thighs.

"Ah!" Victoria gasped loudly, as her hands instinctively flew up to rest on his broad shoulders, her face flushing a furious, dark shade of crimson red, completely melting under his raw alpha dominance.

"You are completely mine now, Victoria," Rick growled crudely, his deep voice vibrating heavily against her collarbone, as he deliberately ground his rock-hard groin directly against her flat stomach, making her let out a high-pitched, desperate whine. "Which means you don’t answer to a board of directors, you don’t answer to a husband, and you absolutely only answer to me."

"Yes... I am yours... I belong entirely to you," Victoria whimpered pathetically, completely abandoning her massive corporate ego, as her inner thighs clamped tightly together, entirely soaked with a massive flood of hot juices just from his suffocating, predatory gaze.

"Good," Rick sneered lazily, as he suddenly let go of her waist, taking a step back and casually adjusting the cuffs of his expensive tailored shirt, completely leaving her panting and desperately craving more friction. "Because it is time to celebrate your new freedom, so grab your coat, Victoria, we are leaving the hotel."

Victoria was entirely flustered, trying to calm her racing heart, as she mindlessly followed him out of the executive office and directly into the private VIP elevator, entirely willing to follow this heaven-defying monster to the very edge of the earth.

Ten minutes later, they stepped out into the brightly lit, silent expanse of the underground VIP parking garage, as Rick walked straight toward the massive, menacing matte-carbon Koenigsegg Gemera parked in his private slot.

Victoria’s eyes widened slightly, as she had seen the thirty-million-dollar hypercar before, but climbing into the low-slung, ultra-luxurious passenger seat always made her pulse violently spike with pure adrenaline.

Rick slid into the driver’s seat, as he pressed the heavy ignition button, and the massive, twin-turbocharged V8 engine violently roared to life, unleashing a deafening, earth-shattering symphony of mechanical fury that echoed loudly against the concrete walls.

He aggressively twisted the steering wheel, as the hypercar tore out of the garage and blasted directly into the neon-lit city streets, completely bypassing the speed limit with blinding, heaven-defying speed, while the cold night wind whipped against the heavy carbon-fiber body.

Victoria held tightly onto the leather door handle, completely mesmerized by his flawless, system-enhanced driving skills, as he effortlessly weaved through the sparse late-night traffic, radiating the untouchable aura of a literal driving god.

However, as Rick steered the mechanical beast away from the bustling commercial district and headed straight toward the winding, steep roads of the outer mountains, Victoria’s perfectly plucked eyebrows knit together in deep confusion.

She looked at the dark, towering mountain peaks looming in the distance, as her sharp, brilliant corporate mind instantly recognized the highly exclusive, heavily restricted route they were currently taking.

"Rick, wait, where are you going?"