The Book of Power

Next day..

Morning light crept in soft and warm, turning the tangled sheets golden at the edges. 

The bed was a total mess—sheets twisted and drenched, pillows shoved onto the floor, and the heavy, sex-soaked smell still hanging in the air from last night, thick with cum, sweat, squirt, drool, and tears…

Max woke up, blinking against the light, looking at the soft, plump beauty on him.

Christina Miller, his sexy stepmom...the one he'd been dreaming about since he saw her, the one he'd fucked for days and finally conquered last night, was still curled into him like she belonged there: head on his chest, one leg thrown over his hip, her bare tits pressed warm against his ribs. 

Her fingers were doing these lazy little circles on his skin, right over his heart, tracing the faint red lines she'd scratched into him hours ago, nuzzling against him.

No rush, no grabbing. Just... touching. Like she was memorizing him.

Looking at her, he finally couldn't help but let out a satisfied smile.

Well...she looks like a maiden in love.

Although he was ready to wake up to a good morning blowjob, this... this wasn't too bad either.

Max didn’t disturb her intimacy, and his consciousness finally returned to the place he had been in yesterday.

This time, however, he did it consciously, actively trying to visit that space which seemed to exist within his mind, yet at the same time felt unreal.

Unsurprisingly, he found himself back in the hall, with that gargantuan book once again standing before his eyes.

'Well… looks like I can come here anytime.'

'That’s quite convenient.

It’s almost like my personal world.'

It would’ve been even better if his body could enter as well. 

Then it would truly be his own private domain.

How cool would that be?

'Maybe that’ll happen once I turn more pages of this giant.'

Thinking about it, he looked at the book with anticipation.

'But seriously, bro, can’t you shrink a little? You’re too big. I can’t even read without bending my neck like I’m doing a full wheel pose…'

Just as he finished complaining, the enormous book vanished and in the next instant, reappeared in his palm, now the same size as the one he had seen in the library.

"…Wow."

So it listened to him.

Do you have a consciousness, buddy? Hello? Mic check?

No response.

'So you only listen when it’s convenient, huh?'

Max glanced at the book in his hand, sighed, and decided not to dwell on it.

Never mind. 

Why bother trying to understand something beyond him? It was better to focus on what he could do.

Anyway, if this thing wanted to harm him, there would be no need for such exaggerated theatrics. 

It could’ve just dropped itself into his head. With a size like that, if it fell properly, not just him, even the entire planet would collapse.

As for whether it wanted to calculate him or something...like in those Chinese novels… calculating his past or future fate..

If he really was so powerful that he had to be calculated or something, then he might as well let that version of him deal with it.

Right now, he was just a nobody.

Maybe that would change in the future, but now he was an average mortal who thinks with his cock.

Looking down at the book in his palm, he tried flipping the pages, and it worked.

The same three pages...with titles,

Partners, Hypnosis and Sex.

What would be next? He didn't know.

So… was conquering women the condition for turning pages?

Like one woman, one page?

Or was there something more?

But then again, which of the beauties around him were worth conquering? 

His stepmom was one... probably the sexiest woman he'd known, her sister, his aunt was one...

With a beautiful face like her sister's, those humongous tits, which could even overwhelm her sister, a.k.a his stepmom, much less others.

Hm...she's also a doctor, so I can use the same excuse, asking her to teach me about sex education, after all, she should be a theoretical expert.

Imagining her sexy nurse uniforms, swaying those melons and that fat ass as she moves around the hospital, attracting many lecherous gazes from male patients and doctors. 

Max clicked his tongue in anticipation.

His aunt...and that bastard Ethan's mom is a knockout too.

And not just that, she's his real mother, so at age 45 she's what one would call a proper Milf...

Anyway, that bastard lusted after my Chris, so, might as well teach him a lesson, and what better lesson than to teach the one who gave birth to him.

Just like that, he had already confirmed the next two targets...

Well… he didn’t want to become some human piledriver, filling every hole he could find.

Since he was handsome and well-endowed, the ones he wanted would naturally be beautiful women.

Although there were too many such beauties in LA, much less in the entire USA, and even more fucking so in the entire world—he didn’t want to get overwhelmed… step by step.

As for opening a harem…

With these thoughts in his mind, he looked at the book in his palm, carefully reading every page to make sure he didn't miss anything.

No surprise there, it's the same as he read before.

He turned to the very first page, reading his stepmom's full name ahead of the word partner.

Bold Letters, pink Font..and that..huh.

Unconsciously, his fingers touched the letters, but...as soon as his fingertip made contact, a faint click echoed directly inside his mind.

Before his very eyes, the space above the book shimmered and then unfolded as a translucent holographic screen appeared, light assembling itself into clean, floating panels that hovered steadily in the air.

"…So you can even touch it," 

Max muttered. "And it's too high tech."

His eyes narrowed slightly as he examined the interface.

And just as he was marveling at it—

Ding.

With a sound, text appeared on the holographic screen:

Congratulations on acquiring your first partner.

Max froze.

So, this thing also works like a system.

Are there any rewards? Novice packages?

Although he didn't ask for anything after all, he'd gained plenty enough anyway, but who would mind getting more?

And sure enough, the next second, a second line appeared beneath the first...Rewards unlocked.

"…So there really are rewards."

He blinked before his eyes widened as he looked at the rewards he just received.

[ Devotion: The partner will feel complete indifference toward all other men and will recognize only the owner as her romantic and sexual focus.

The effect lasts until death.

Acceptance: The partner’s tolerance toward additional partners is increased. Jealousy and resentment are greatly reduced, allowing smoother relations with others under the owner’s influence.

Eros Mark: A binding mark that may be imprinted on any chosen part of the partner’s body. The mark may be visible or hidden, depending on the will of the marked individual, establishing a constant connection between the partner and the owner, allowing the owner to sense her emotional and physical state.

If the marked partner enters danger, the Eros Mark will activate, instantly teleporting the owner to her location.]

Looking at the heart-pounding, mind-bending rewards he just received, Max swallowed as a thought filled his mind.

I kneel to you… Book-sama.

Is his protagonist's halo so broken?

Everything he thinks about just happens?

This—

This was absurdly overpowered.

Even with his looks and gifted physique, he knew that opening a harem in the modern world was close to impossible.

The chances of him getting obsessed over… and then, after finding that he was with a woman, and that woman, after finding him cheating with someone else, killing him with a hatchet, were much higher than him opening a harem.

Thousands could fight to force him to choose among them, but choosing thousands of them was just out of the question.

After all, even if a woman loved someone so deeply that he became her entire world—an almost fictional kind of love, jealousy would still exist. 

Love itself is built on exclusivity, and there's nothing wrong with it.

That is why cheating destroyed relationships.

If he saw the woman, he liked spending time with other men; he’d feel jealous too, and now he was going to sleep with several women.

Sure, he would have the stamina and physical ability to satisfy each one of them, but expecting them to just accept the fact that their man was plowing other women while they wait for him at home would never truly be real.

Maybe she'd just sleep with a random guy to get back at you.

But, with these rewards, that possibility... well, let's not set a flag.

Anyway, he still has to satisfy his women after all, only the complete satisfaction of body and mind leads to healthy relationships...

Looking at the rewards he got again, Max sighed in emotion.

'So every conquered partner will give such overpowered rewards, or is it just for the first one?'

No one could answer that question.

Looking at the repeated word owner on the screen, his mind instantly went back to the day when he found the book and read the very first sentence.

'Anyone who finds this book shall own it.'

So, he's the owner now. 

Mm.. Master would be better, but only if this book suddenly turns into an otherworldly beauty, like in those novels... otherwise, the owner is okay.

"Sorry, Book‑sama… looks like my lust is completely overpowering my seeking-death instincts.

Don’t worry. That was just my ego barking. I don’t actually have thoughts that suicidal."

Cough...

Putting away any deadly thoughts, Max forcefully dragged his wandering consciousness back to the real world, finding himself lying on the bed with his stepmom in his arms, still cuddling against him...

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