Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women

Chapter 839 Perfect

Luis thought for a moment, then said softly, ”If you want to sell it, go ahead and sell it. But you donʼt need to give me the money.”

As he spoke, Luis reached out and pulled the thin strap of Blancheʼs camisole down over her shoulder. Despite her embarrassed resistance, he exposed her breasts, which were only slightly smaller than her daughterʼs.

Her firm, elastic D-cup beauties bounced free. She wasnʼt wearing a bra at home either, which was already a sign of her psychological preparation.

Luis grabbed her breast with his other hand, kneading it as he said excitedly, ”Keep that money. Iʼll add some more and buy a storefront outside the community.”

”That way, itʼll be more cost-effective. You can collect steady rent. Weʼll put it in Averyʼs name, and that way youʼll both have security.”

Heʼd proven with Yana and her daughter that combining emotional and financial security was an invincible weapon that could make any woman submit.

Yana at least had a stable job, no savings but no debt either. After buying the storefront, both mother and daughter were so moved they accepted the reality of sharing a man.

Applying this tactic to Blanche was guaranteed to be unstoppable.

After all, sheʼd drifted through half her life without roots, stumbling through hardship, with no time for her daughter and no real foundation to stand on.

Now she had a better place to live and a stable job, both things sheʼd always dreamed of.

And without Luis, the car and the house would have been unbearable burdens, enough to drive her crazy.

She wasnʼt an ambitious woman, just seeking stability. Now she had a job and could even be a landlady collecting rent—something sheʼd never dared to imagine before.

Blanche shot him a soft, flirtatious glare and leaned into Luisʼs arms, letting him knead both their breasts, savoring that exquisite, addictive feel.

”Letʼs eat first!”

Blanche was still a bit shy, her voice trembling.

Luis reluctantly let go. They immediately straightened their clothes and began eating, both too embarrassed to look up.

Clinking his glass with theirs, Luis continued, ”Sister Blanche, after you sign this document, you can go see Manager Minda tomorrow.”

”Take this file with you and go through the transfer procedures. Just wait for the property certificate. You can get the keys first and take Avery over to see your new home.”

Luis took a sip of his wine, picked up his phone, and said, ”Thereʼs no furniture or appliances there.”

”I know you still have some money saved, but if youʼre going to buy things, buy new ones. I appreciate your frugality, but you canʼt skimp on what needs to be spent.”

”Donʼt calculate every penny like you do here. If you see something you like, donʼt worry about the price. Especially if Avery likes it, just go for it, understand?”

Just as he finished, Blancheʼs phone buzzed with a notification. Avery instinctively looked over.

A transfer notification for 200,000 appeared on the screen. Blanche picked up her phone and said, ”This is too much. Itʼs just the two of us. We donʼt need to buy that much stuff.”

”Since weʼre moving, weʼre buying all new things!”

Luis said seriously, but also tenderly, ”Besides, this is our home. Even though I canʼt give you a title, Iʼll make sure Iʼm a good man of the house.”

These heartfelt words moved them deeply. This approach had worked wonders on Yana and her daughter.

For Blanche, whose situation was even more dire, and her obedient daughter Avery, the effect was doubled.

”Understood!”

Blanche finally stopped hesitating, her eyes softening as she thought to herself that she and her daughter would probably never leave this man for the rest of their lives.

”Then just list this place for sale. Iʼll have Minda keep an eye out for any storefronts for sale...”

”If the price is right, Iʼll buy one for you and one for Avery. Then you can collect rent and wonʼt have to worry about the future.”

Luis said seriously, ”I know my promiscuity makes you feel insecure, so this is my promise and security to you.”

Money was a real factor. Such security was more moving than any sweet talk or grand vows.

After a hearty meal, Luis had drunk about half a bottle of baijiu. The mother and daughter had finished a bottle of red wine together, with Blanche drinking most of it.

”You two, go take a shower first. Iʼll clean up the table.”

Blanche said with a blush.

Luis looked at her with deep, burning eyes, his voice a bit hoarse with excitement: ”Okay, but hurry up.”

”Donʼt worry... I, I wonʼt run away.”

Blanche blushed and lowered her head, clearing the table as she said, ”Iʼll, Iʼll wash the dishes tomorrow. After my shower, Iʼll come over...”

Unexpectedly, the usually shy Avery suddenly spoke up: ”Godfather, go to Momʼs room. Her bed is bigger.”

”When, when we move to the new place, I wonʼt buy a bed. Iʼll buy two big mattresses and put them together...”

”That way... itʼll be more convenient!!!”

Luis was thrilled by what the little girl said, because she wasnʼt just talking about sharing a man.

Sheʼd seriously mentioned that Leahʼs bed wasnʼt small, but it was still a bit cramped with all three of them and her little cousin...

It would be better to get a bigger bed so they could play around without worrying about falling off...

”Youʼre so good and so understanding. Godfather loves you so much!”

Luis gave Avery a princess carry, kissing her as he looked back and said, ”Sister Blanche, hurry up. I canʼt wait much longer.”

She cleared the table, put the leftovers in the fridge, and left the dishes for tomorrow.

It was such a normal thing, but Blanche did it slowly, her breathing quick and her mind a bit dazed.

Unlike her daughter, who had a terrible tolerance for alcohol, Blanche could hold her liquor well. But at this moment, the alcohol still made her body burn, and her mind wasnʼt entirely clear.

This daze wasnʼt from the alcohol; perhaps it was a slight fogginess, but the mature and realistic Blanche knew deep down.

Taking that step forward wasnʼt a plunge into an abyss; it was accepting a new life, that absurd and lewd way of living.

Although as a normal person with traditional thinking, she should have directly refused.

But having faced so much hardship and the cruelty of life, Blanche understood true happiness better than anyone. It certainly wasnʼt about being coy and pretending to be pure.

Maybe money was the root of all evil, but it was also all-powerful. Measuring things by emotion and money might be messy.

But Blanche had seen it all, especially during her time at the flight attendant academy. Sheʼd seen more dirty tricks than most.

Even in transactions of money and flesh, sheʼd seen too many scams. Frankly, sheʼd scoff at some naive girls who seemed to have water in their brains.

What did it matter if a guy drove a Maybach? The car wasnʼt in your name, and youʼd be stuck paying the loan if you got in.

Even if he had hundreds of millions, and only spent a few thousand on you, donʼt think youʼre the main wife.

Some would buy a house with a small down payment, put it in your name, play with you for a month or two, then dump you, knowing you canʼt afford the remaining mortgage.

Unless you sold your body, a student or a young girl just starting out couldnʼt possibly pay it off.

Those things were incredibly malicious. The idea of becoming a kept woman and getting rich overnight was laughable.

Real wealthy families care about matching social status. Trying to climb the social ladder through such schemes was ridiculous.

Even if you showed up pregnant, thinking you were special with a baby in your belly was naive. Girls from wealthy families donʼt care.

They have legal departments. Do you think you can really get child support?

As for taking the wifeʼs place, forget about it—itʼs absolutely impossible.

Showing up pregnant is just a plot in novels. Rich families have more than one son, and each son has more than one woman. What makes you think you could rise through the ranks with a child?

So even though Luis had slept with her daughter, seeing how happy and obedient her daughter was, Blanche accepted the reality.

Another thing was that this scoundrel was different from the bastards she knew. He never calculated the costs with them.

He spent so much money without restraint, never trying to save, even scolding her for spending too little.

Everything was done to give them a better life. This wasnʼt just a sugar daddy relationship; even a normal marriage wouldnʼt have such generosity.

Add to that his thoughtfulness, tenderness, and satisfaction in bed—he was practically perfect.