Lust System: Harem in Modern World

"That's awesome!"

Ryan was ecstatic, but his excitement faded as he thought about the system's next task: making his wife climax in front of his mother-in-law?

Just the idea gave him a headache. His mother-in-law's aggressive personality made him nervous enough as it was, and his wife Lily, conservative by nature, would never agree to such a thing. Even if she had ten times the courage, it simply wasn't possible.

"One step at a time," Ryan muttered to himself.

By the time the clock passed one, Ryan's stomach was growling. Feeling hungry, he went upstairs to check on Lily and found her still sound asleep.

The blanket covered only her belly, leaving her plump, enticing breasts exposed. They were marked with the aftermath of his passion from last night. Her long, slender legs were splayed seductively, making her irresistible in Ryan's eyes.

He swallowed hard, unable to hold back. Climbing onto the bed, he wrapped her in his arms and began gently fondling her D+ breasts.

"Stop it, husband," Lily mumbled, her voice heavy with sleep. "Let me rest... You wore me out last night."

"Honey, wake up. Let's have lunch. I'm starving," Ryan coaxed.

"No... I want to sleep..." Lily's eyes shot open suddenly, and she screamed, startling Ryan.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Lunch?! Oh no, I'm late for work!" Lily exclaimed, sitting bolt upright with panic written all over her face.

"Don't worry. I already took care of it," Ryan said calmly. "I messaged your boss last night and asked for leave on your behalf."

"That's good."

She relaxed back into his embrace, but her body tensed again when Ryan pinched her nipple playfully. Feeling something hard pressing against her, she glanced over her shoulder and bit her lower lip.

"Honey," she said shyly, "why are you hard again?"

"Isn't it normal to get aroused when I see a beautiful woman sleeping?" Ryan teased.

Taking his hand, Lily began to stroke him gently. She wanted to satisfy him, but her face turned apologetic as she whispered, "Honey, can you let me rest a bit longer? I feel... swollen down there."

"Really? Let me check," Ryan said, leaning closer.

"Stop teasing me!" Lily scolded, laughing softly.

During their playful exchange, she knelt on the bed, lifting her round, peach-like hips. Her face flushed red as she added breathlessly, "I'm serious, honey. You were so rough last night. I think it's swollen."

Ryan gently touched her, finding her labia indeed red and tender. She winced slightly at his touch, and he immediately felt a pang of guilt.

"I'm sorry, honey," he said softly. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"There's nothing to apologize for," Lily reassured him, leaning into his chest. Her voice was tender as she added, "I enjoyed it so much."

She smiled up at him with a dreamy look. "You were so strong last night. Did you take something?"

Ryan chuckled. "No way. Your husband doesn't need that kind of thing. I'm just in a good mood because good things have been happening lately."

"What good things?" she asked curiously.

Before Ryan could answer, both their stomachs growled simultaneously, making them laugh. Lily slipped out of bed to freshen up, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, she stumbled and nearly fell.

Blushing, she looked away, but Ryan scooped her up effortlessly. Carrying her to the bathroom, he stayed nearby as she brushed her teeth and washed her face, admiring her natural beauty.

"You're beautiful, honey. Let's not worry about last night,"

"Alright, let's go eat something delicious!"

Though she wasn't one for makeup or fancy outfits, her simplicity was part of what Ryan adored. She reached for the keys to her electric scooter, but Ryan stopped her.

"We're not taking that," he said, calling a taxi instead.

Soon, they arrived at the Ocean Hotel, one of the most famous restaurants nearby, ready to enjoy a special lunch together.

"Honey, this place is so expensive. Let's just eat something simple," Lily whispered as they sat down at the seafood restaurant. The upscale decor and high prices on the menu made her uneasy.

"No way," Ryan replied, flipping through the menu. "We worked hard yesterday. We deserve to treat ourselves."

Lily's cheeks flushed, and she whispered, "Fine, but let me use my credit card later. Don't tell Mom, okay?"

"Relax, honey. I'm not as broke as you think," Ryan reassured her.

When the waiter came, Ryan confidently placed their order. "We'll have one plate of Grilled Fish and Potatoes, one plate of Thai Chicken, and one plate of Fried Crab."

The prices made Lily's heart sink. Grilled Fish and Potatoes was 168 dollars, Thai Chicken was 668, and Fried Crab was 398.

The waiter then asked, "What about drinks, sir?"

Lily immediately interjected, "No drinks, just tea, please."

Ryan gently overruled her. "Give my wife a bowl of Chicken Soup, and I'll have a bowl of Caldo de Pollo. That's all for now."

After the waiter left, Lily leaned in closer, lowering her voice. "Husband, are you crazy? This meal will cost over a thousand—almost two thousand!"

"I know," Ryan said calmly, taking her hand. "It's for you."

"You can't spend money like this!" she scolded quietly.

Lily, ever practical and frugal, began strategizing. "If you really want to eat this, I could buy the ingredients and cook it at home. It would save so much money."

Even though she was frustrated, Lily deliberately kept her voice low. She wanted to respect her husband's pride in public—a habit her mother-in-law had instilled in her.

"I have to pay the credit card bill next month. If Mom finds out about this, she'll tear me apart!" Lily added anxiously.

Lily's finances were tight. Of her 5,000-dollar monthly salary, she handed over 3,000 dollars to her mother, Olivia, who insisted on "helping her save." This left Lily with very little spending money each month.

Ryan smiled warmly and said, "Don't worry, honey. I'm not relying on you, okay?"

He handed her his phone. Lily rarely checked his phone, so she hesitated. When she saw the recent bank withdrawal record of 100,000 dollars, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"One hundred thousand? Where did you get this money?" she asked, her voice trembling with concern.

"Keep scrolling," Ryan said calmly.

Lily's fingers swiped nervously until she saw detailed stock trading records. She looked up at him, astonished.

Ryan explained with a confident smile, "Wife, I'm not lazy. I've been working and saving. Keeping money in a bank earns almost no interest, so I've been investing here and there."

Lily blinked, still processing. "I… I didn't know."

"You never asked, so I thought you weren't interested," Ryan said, sounding casual but persuasive.

He continued, spinning his story, "During the last bull market, my stocks were worth nearly 200,000 dollars. But I got greedy and didn't sell, so I lost 70%. This time, I played it safe, sold my stocks at a profit, and reinvested in other opportunities."

Lily let out a long sigh of relief. Her admiration for him was clear in her eyes, but she quickly turned stern. "You scared me to death! I thought you were involved in something shady."

Ryan chuckled, his tone light and teasing. "Honey, your husband is a genius. If I did something shady, I'd be a billionaire by now."

Lily relaxed and felt genuinely happy. She hugged her husband's arm and suddenly asked softly, "Husband, you're so capable. Why don't you let Mom and the others know about it?"

Ryan immediately understood her thoughts. Even though Lily had always been submissive and accustomed to enduring unfair treatment at home, she couldn't help but speak up when it came to her husband being wronged.

Having a son-in-law living in their home, perceived as a gigolo and a poor man, placed her under a great deal of pressure. She worried constantly. Deep down, she hoped her husband could gain some respect and status within the family—at the very least, enough to stop her mother from criticizing her at every turn.

To put it plainly, all women have a sense of vanity, and Lily was no exception. However, she was too self-conscious to express it openly.