Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 624 Bad Days Of Daniel Will Be Coming...

Daniel sported a sleazy, perverted smirk, his tongue sliding over his lips with a dirty laugh while he smeared on the Vaseline. His grin looked as filthy and savage as a wild beast's.

"You screw my wife, I screw you… fair's fair, yeah?!"

"But look at me, I'm getting the better end. That ass of yours is still virgin territory, isn't it?"

"So let your brother-in-law treat you right today, little Luis…"

Damn, a wild imagination wasn't always a blessing. The picture in his head was pure nightmare fuel.

Cold sweat broke out on Luis's skin as he realized Nancy's fears weren't baseless paranoia.

Given Daniel's scumbag nature, he was fully capable of something that twisted…

Nancy erupted in laughter, then teased in a playful, flirty voice, "See the gravity here? With your looks, that physique, and that untouched little hole for sure, I'd get fired up imagining it from Daniel's side too."

Hell no. It wasn't just for tonight; from this moment forward, he needed to watch out for that creep.

Stick to crowded spots, never risk being alone with him. No openings allowed.

Luis whipped out his phone right away and rang him back: "Brother-in-law, too much noise there. Meet me at the convenience store by the community gate."

"Okay!"

Daniel accepted without hesitation.

Anxious, Nancy pulled the car over to the opposite side of the street, parking it boldly in view so Daniel couldn't miss it.

Moments after the call ended, Daniel strolled up. Luis, now on high alert, aimed to block any booze he might bring and use as a reason to drink…

He grabbed six cold beers from the store himself, picking Daniel's favorite Budweiser. That shut down any potential pretext.

Daniel showed up with nothing, and Luis felt zero regret for his extra caution, refusing to assume he was wrongly suspecting an honorable guy.

For his own chastity's sake, better safe than sorry. One slip-up, and his rear would suffer big time.

The instant Luis spotted him approaching, he fired up a cigarette.

He distrusted Daniel offering one, fearing it might be spiked…

Though they sat at the outdoor tables by the store—a seemingly public area—it was just a short half-block from the bar.

Get him unconscious, and Daniel could summon help to drag him off easily.

Despite his gorgeous sister-in-law watching from across the road, if Daniel went berserk, she couldn't intervene in time.

"She hasn't headed home yet?"

Daniel noticed the Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon right away as he sat. Even in darkness, he'd spot that stunning silhouette in the driver's seat anywhere.

Luis flashed a helpless, bitter grin. "She's concerned. Thinks we might throw down."

Daniel grimaced in annoyance, sparked a smoke, cracked open a beer, and swigged. "She really dotes on you…"

The words carried a biting sting. Luis sipped his beer too, smiling as he asked, "Brother-in-law, what's eating you?"

Daniel set his can aside, sighed contentedly with an "Ah," and locked eyes with Luis. "Straight to the point. No need for excuses about you and your sister anymore…"

"I wasn't clueless before. I witnessed it. Plus, with all the cash you've been lavishing on her, only a fool would think nothing's happening."

Luis opened his mouth, but Daniel cut him off with a hand. "Save it. Not here to grill you today."

"Bottom line: Tell Nancy to drop the drama over today's mess."

"I held back big time from exploding earlier. Given your affair, she's got zero grounds to rage at me. I'm the furious one."

Daniel spoke sincerely, "Luis, no one's winning if this blows up. You get that. A real fight leaves everyone looking bad."

"I won't burden my folks with this. So set her straight. She can't act like I'm some clueless moron."

Luis stayed neutral, neither confirming nor denying, just nodding. "Relax, brother-in-law. Nancy's smart. Us youngsters won't trouble the elders."

At those words, Daniel exhaled a deep, relieved breath.

He was sure they were tangled up, yet lacked hard proof. Past accusations without evidence had backfired.

Once cooled off, he decided an frank chat was smartest. His parents' views weighed heavily.

Childlessness was trouble enough, and with his and Nancy's conditions, divorce meant slim remarriage odds.

More rumors and chaos would follow. Better to maintain the status quo, ignore the obvious, and coast along in peace.

"Fine, you two head home!"

After downing their beers, as Daniel rose, he suddenly seized Luis and slammed a fist into his gut.

Boasting a strength stat of 9, quick reflexes, and fighting skills, Luis should've evaded it effortlessly in theory.

He could've struck back and subdued him no sweat. Yet when the moment hit, Luis didn't evade or defend—he ate the hit full force.

Daniel wasn't at his best from late nights, but recent workouts gave his punch solid power.

Luis clenched his abs to take it pain-free, yet bent over theatrically, acting like it wrecked him.

Daniel loved the show. He clapped Luis's shoulder, chuckling, "See, you've been banging my wife, so one punch from me evens the score? Had to vent somehow, yeah?"

"Alright, scram."

That single hit purged his rage. Laughing triumphantly, he strode away like a champion, smug and at ease.

Nancy, tense across the street, had already stepped out of the car. Luis waved her back frantically, then shuffled over holding his belly, faking agony.

Daniel peeked at his limping walk, a smug grin widening on his face.

Safely inside the car, Luis stood tall at once and buckled up smoothly.

His face flipped like a switch. Stunned briefly, Nancy snapped irritably, "Why so dumb? Why take the hit without moving?"

She figured Luis's ripped frame could crush Daniel easily—he'd proven it before.

"That punch? Zero pain!!"

Luis's palm slid onto his breathtaking sister-in-law's luscious thigh. "Plus, that weak tap?"

"Nowhere near the thrust I give when pounding you…"

"You filthy perv! Wrong time for dirty talk."

Eager to dodge more drama, Nancy hit the gas.

"But it's facts! I railed his wife hard, so one feeble punch balances it out."

Luis stayed upbeat, grinning. "Prefer a lame hit over a surprise knife, no?"

"Way better than drugs or worse. Overall, solid trade. Lets him simmer down some…"

While talking, Luis's look turned naughty. "I nailed his stunning wife. Can't pay this tiny toll and call myself a man?"

In stories, heroes dominate with killer vibes, claiming whole clans. Reality's different.

No real loss here, so letting Daniel unload made sense. Could avert worse fallout.

Daniel's beef wasn't massive anyway. Luis had bedded his wife, mom, sister-in-law… Total rift meant missing prime fun.

He hadn't unlocked Daniel's "cuckold" or "wife-sharing" tags yet either.

Turning him into a cuck was a thrill to savor. Luis had no plans to torch that bridge completely.