Chapter 102: (102) Rewards

[Combining Rewards]

[Congratulations.]

[You have obtained Dominion Grace Group.]

[You have obtained Earth’s Grace Group.]

[You are now the absolute owner and Chairman of both the Groups.]

[Assets Acquired]

Dominion Training & Idol Academy

Dominion Photoshoot Agency

Multiple luxury villas

One private mansion

A Rolls-Royce and supporting luxury fleet

[New Ability Acquired – Daddy’s Rebate]

Every time Host spends money on women, the amount will be rebated by XX times.

The rebate multiplier depends on her beauty, body, status, influence, and potential.

Current Range – Not Fixed

(Can be Zero, if the Host showers money on a roadside slut)

(Can be infinite, if the Host manages to shower money on a literal virgin goddess)

The more valuable the woman, the greater the return.

Daniel’s eyes widened hard.

The rewards were... absolutely top-tier. Insane.

Groups. Absolute ownership. Chairman position.

Damn.

Dominion Training & Idol Academy.

That was the most famous academy right now. Every news channel had been blasting footage of the building and the protests happening outside its gates. Daniel’s throat tightened. This was a hot fire. If he wasn’t careful, it could burn him alive.

Earth’s Grace Boutique Chain comes under the Earth’s Grace Group.

Daniel was shocked. He had just bought every single item in this one branch... and now the entire chain belonged to him? A rush of pure, filthy ecstasy hit him straight in the gut. His eyes slid over to Elise. She was preparing the bill, ordering the staff around, arranging the mountain of dresses, getting everything ready for delivery. His gaze dropped lower — to her thick, long, smooth legs, the soft curve of her ass under that short black skirt, the way her thighs pressed together every few seconds. Exactly to his taste. He couldn’t stop the dirty thought that rose up, thick and hungry.

Elise... I was already planning to pull you out of this job and turn you into my perfect little home slut. Always waiting at home with your fat ass up, cunt dripping, ready to be bred whenever I walk through the door. But now? You and every sexy bitch in this boutique already belong to me anyway. I own the whole fucking chain.

He could almost taste the thick, musky juices from between those fat ass cheeks on his tongue.

Elise shivered hard. Her whole frame trembled. She looked left and right, accidentally met Daniel’s eyes for a second, blushed raw red all the way down her neck, then snapped her gaze back to the desk and forced herself to keep working. Her thighs pressed tighter. A small, involuntary clench ran through her still-sensitive cunt.

Next reward — Dominion Photoshoot Agency.

Daniel knew this one too. One of the best photoshoot agencies in the city. Ridiculously expensive. In his early years he had tried to use their services to make his models more appealing to producers. He had offended some arrogant bastard there, and the relationship had stayed dead ever since. Daniel’s grin stretched wide and dark. From the memories he could still see that high-and-mighty son of a bitch’s face.

Just thinking about thoroughly taking revenge — bending that bastard’s world until it cracked — made his heart burn with a hot, itchy hunger.

His eyes trailed lower.

Multiple luxury villas.

One private mansion.

"Not bad... not bad~" Daniel muttered under his breath, already imagining soft bodies spread across expensive sheets, thick thighs open, cunts leaking onto silk.

Then the next line hit him.

Rolls-Royce and a supporting luxury fleet.

Daniel actually stood up from the chair.

Was the system trying to turn him into a mafia boss?

He was a hardcore car lover. He had always liked cars, but never had the money to own those luxurious beasts. He could only stare from afar, heart racing at the thought of sliding into that soft leather with a girl’s head in his lap. And now they were just... given to him as a reward.

His heart slammed hard against his ribs.

He kept reading further down. Another ability.

Daddy’s Rebate.

It was like having his own personal rebate system. His eyes drifted to the never-ending line of girls still taking turns smacking Fan’s already swollen, dirty-red cheeks. Soft hands, full tits bouncing with every heavy swing, short skirts riding up as they put their weight into each slap. Every wet slap still flashed –2000 Credits in his vision. Before, there had been a small sting in his chest every time the number dropped. He hadn’t regretted it — he wanted Fan crushed under pure despair — but the sting was still there.

Now?

He didn’t know what to feel.

It was like heaven itself was spoiling him. May be he was the secret husband of the heaven itself.

[Ding!]

[Rewards are based on your actions, Host.]

[If you hadn’t thought of this punishment, if you hadn’t thrown away so much money only on girls, the rewards would never have been this high. The rewards you received are courtesy of your own actions.]

[Furthermore, Host is advised to check his phone.]

Daniel’s eyes were already wide from the flickering screen. The rewards came because of what he did? Because he chose to publicly destroy Fan by drowning girls in money?

He didn’t get time to think deeper.

His phone buzzed hard in his pocket, vibrating against his thigh right next to his half-hard cock.

He pulled it out and answered.

"Hello."

A cute, professional female voice came from the other side — soft, clear, with just a hint of respectful sweetness that was enough to make her look adorable.

"Am I talking to Mr. Daniel Whitehart?"

"Yes," Daniel replied, curiosity sharpening his tone while his eyes stayed locked on the line of bouncing tits and swinging arms still punishing Fan.

"Oh, Sir. I am calling from Dominion Grace Group. My name is Sophia, personal secretary assigned to the Chairman’s office."

Daniel’s fingers tightened slightly around the phone. A call from the Group. His reward. He couldn’t help but gulp down the thick lump of saliva that had suddenly formed in his throat. His stomach felt giddy and light, heart fluttering hard against his ribs like he was still dreaming.

"I’m listening," he said, forcing his voice to stay calm.

Sophia’s tone stayed professional, yet there was a clear undercurrent of nervousness, the soft kind that made her sound younger and more eager to please.

"Sir, the board has already been notified of the ownership transfer. As of this morning, you are the absolute owner and Chairman of Dominion Grace Group. All assets under the group have been registered under your name — Dominion Training & Idol Academy, Dominion Photoshoot Agency, the listed luxury villas, the private mansion, and the vehicle fleet including the Rolls-Royce."

She continued without pause.

"I have sent the necessary details about your assets into your phone. Please check and tell me if you have any questions."

"We will need your physical presence within the next forty-eight hours for the official seal and biometric registration. Until then, all executive authority has already been transferred to you. Any order you give will be treated as final."

Daniel felt his stomach hollow out for a second.

The group was big. She had only mentioned the assets the system rewarded him with, but there were clearly other assets under Dominion Grace Group as well. Everything felt unreal, like he was floating inside a dream that refused to break.

Yes, he already had his own company. But it had all happened so suddenly that he never got the proper shock of suddenly owning something successful. And now, just when he was starting to get a hang of this new life, the system had dropped an entire Group that literally made billions into his lap. He couldn’t stop his heart from beating hard and fast. His cock gave another slow, heavy throb.

"Sir?"

"Ah, yes! Okay, I understand. I’ll be there when I have the time," Daniel replied, finally pulling himself out of the daze.

"Thank you, Sir. If you have any orders, please contact me back on this number."

Daniel’s lips tremblingly curved.

"Well... I do have an order for you."

There was a short, almost unexpected pause on the other end.

"...Yes, Sir. Please speak. I’ll try my best."

"The Rolls-Royce. Send the Rolls-Royce to the Nucleus Mall."

Silence.

"...Are you currently there Sir?" Sophia asked instantly, involuntary.

"Ah! Forgive me for asking, Sir. I’ll call the chauffeur immediately!"

Daniel could hear the sudden fluster in her voice, the soft rustle of movement as she probably stood up straight.

"Yes, I’m here. So do it quickly, okay?"

"Yes, Sir!"

Daniel cut the call.

It wasn’t his fault. His heart simply couldn’t stay away from the thought of sliding into that gentle, luxurious beast — soft leather under his ass, the heavy door closing with a rich thunk, maybe a warm pair of soft lips already waiting between his legs while the city lights slid past the tinted windows.

The phone vibrated again in his hand almost immediately.

He picked it up,

"Hello."

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