Although I could have used [Dreamweaver] to track down and find Gwenneth more quickly after the night she dared to steal my two slaves, I was in no hurry. And of course, there was a reason behind my nonchalance.

A few days prior, right after I had thoroughly enjoyed pounding Delilah into multiple climaxes and humiliating her right under Gwenneth's nose via the hidden camera, I gave her a command.

"Listen carefully, Mom. I have a task for you," I said, my voice low but laced with absolute control. "Gwen will undoubtedly come to rescue you and Angel. So, when she comes, you are to subdue her and bring her to my bed."

But then, a thin smile touched my lips. "However... should she anticipate this and manage to incapacitate you, then she will surely try every method to break my control over you. Well, that's when you must try even harder."

Delilah listened intently, her breath slightly hitched.

"You must act," I whispered, emphasizing each word. "Pretend that her efforts are working. Make her believe you are free from my influence. Your performance... must be flawless. Impeccable. She must not suspect for a single moment that this is all a charade. You must convince her that her real mother has returned."

I saw the conflict in her eyes. To do this meant betraying Gwenneth in the cruelest way imaginable.

"And then," I continued, my voice dropping lower, full of menace, "once she's off guard, once she truly believes she has saved you... that is the moment you strike. Subdue her. Bring her to me."

Her hands trembled slightly. "Adam... she... she's my daughter..."

"And you are MINE!" I snapped suddenly, making her flinch. "Have you forgotten who holds the leash here? Do you think you have a choice? Do as I command. Make Gwen believe she has won, then rip that hope away right before her eyes. That is your task."

Delilah bowed her head, her shoulders slumping. An expression of profound despair marred her beautiful face. She knew she had no choice. She was forced to betray her own daughter for my pleasure.

Back to the present, I smiled with satisfaction.

I knew that no matter what, Gwenneth would come to rescue her mother and sister. And with that, she had been checkmated from the very beginning. She could never truly escape me, because she could never truly abandon her family.

The reason I waited patiently these past few days was simple: because it would be far more satisfying. More satisfying than capturing her by my own brute force.

I wanted to see the look on her face when she realized that the one who brought her down, who betrayed her, was the person she loved and trusted most—her own mother.

And for Delilah, her suffering would be far deeper. She would be shattered, consumed by guilt for trapping her own daughter in the hands of the man she despised most. It was the perfect punishment for them both.

I returned to the Socheron family home, which should have been rubble thanks to Gwenneth's bomb. But a few days earlier, I had calmly used [Time Stop] to safely dispose of the explosive device.

The house stood intact, ready to be the final stage for our family drama.

At a leisurely pace, I entered the quiet house. Pausing at the foot of the stairs, I reminisced briefly. This was where everything changed. Right here was where I awoke from my despair, obtaining this System of revenge, just as Angeline was stomping on me with her shoe and insulting me like garbage.

After ascending the stairs to the second floor, I stopped in front of my room—the very same room where I had secluded myself for months, swallowing all the humiliation and abuse from this cruel world.

When I opened the door, an incredible sight greeted me. Three golden-haired women with liquid gold eyes, each as beautiful as a goddess descended to earth, were now stark naked and completely within my world.

Angeline, who spotted me immediately, came running over, her face flushed with a mix of shyness and excitement.

"Brother, you're here!" she exclaimed in a sweet voice, immediately clinging to my arm.

In the corner of the room, Gwenneth was bound in an extremely humiliating shibari pose. Her legs were bent upwards, clearly exposing every intimate detail—her wet pussy with its thick pubic hair and her twitching asshole. Black ropes crisscrossed her body tightly, pushing up her plump breasts to make them appear even more provocative and inviting. Her eyes were filled with profound despair.

The most heart-wrenching sight was Delilah. The Star Witch, the world's most powerful woman, was now sobbing uncontrollably beside her eldest daughter.

"Forgive me, Gwen... I'm so sorry..." she wailed, her voice broken, tears streaming down her usually arrogant face.

Seeing my arrival, Delilah shuffled closer, then desperately dropped to her knees and clung tightly to my legs.

"Adam... please," she sobbed, her tear-streaked face looking up at me. "I... I'll do anything you want. I'll be your most shameless, most depraved stepmother. I'll let you use my body whenever you wish—in front of anyone, anywhere, anytime. I'll lick your ass if you command it, I'll swallow every drop of your cum gladly, I'll moan to satisfy you like the cheapest whore..."

She continued to beg, her words growing increasingly vulgar and desperate. "So make me your slutty mother, make me the most degraded woman to ever exist... Just... please let Gwen and Angel go. Set them free. I'll take their place for all your tortures."

I looked down at her with a satisfied smile. Delilah had truly lost all hope. She must have known I would never let them go, yet she still tried—a hopeless plea from a shattered mother. Seeing her like this gave me a different kind of pleasure, deeper than the mere physical sensation of taking her.

"Rejoice, Mom," I said, my voice softly ironic. "Starting today, we are finally a complete and happy family. We will love each other... forever."

Delilah froze, her body trembling violently at my words. She was utterly broken.

My gaze shifted to Gwenneth, who was staring at me with eyes full of blazing hatred and resentment. And the moment our eyes met, a notification appeared in the corner of my vision.

[Revenge Quest Generated]

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[REVENGE QUEST]

TARGET: Gwenneth Socheron

OBJECTIVE: Break her. Hard.

REWARD: 5000 EXP, 1 New Skill.

[Accept: y / n]

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My smile widened.

And the long-awaited revenge begins.

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