System

WARNING: Contains explicit scenes throughout. Sloane Lewis went from black cards and penthouse suites to a miserable $4.13 checking account balance overnight. Cut off by her wealthy father and facing a looming $8,500 debt to keep a roof over her head, she’s one step away from sleeping on the pavement. Her only comfort? Drooling over hot male cam models she can no longer afford to tip. Then the LUS System unlocks on her phone. The rogue interface turns her socialite charms into cold, hard cash, paying her directly to her bank account whenever she gets wealthy men to cover her tabs and shower her with gifts. One hundred dollars here, two hundred dollars there... Sloane is forced to flirt, hustle, and charm her way through high society just to stay afloat. When the System demands she hunt the ultimate target—38-year-old billionaire CEO Brett Thorne, the ruthless titan who just destroyed her family's empire—the game gets dangerously personal. Brett didn't build a four-billion-dollar empire by being played. But with her independence on the line, Sloane will do whatever it takes to level up.

“Should I just burn this house down with them?” I mumbled, watching my boyfriend getting fucked. The shrill ring of my phone shattered the moment as they sprang apart, their eyes widening at the sight of me. “Shit” I cursed, “hold on” I smiled at them, picking up the call “hello! Not a good day to you. I’m at priest Paul’s house whoever you may be, please let me call you back” I rushed, ending the call without waiting for a reply. “W what are you doing here? How?” I gesture towards the opened door, “you should have made sure the door was looked before… you know, all this. Fathers. It was quite pathetic to watch two old priests groan horribly, especially with no popcorn for me to crunch.” I forced a smile on. “But I’m sorry for bursting in unannounced though, so you should continue. Keep it going zaddy, I mean b!tches. Don’t stop” I winked, walking towards the door. Amelia walked in on her boyfriend getting fucked and instead of karma to have them stricken, it decides to play a game on her instead. “How the hell am I supposed to save a tyrant as a owl? Can’t I at-least be a Tyrannosaurus?”