Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 877

Chapter 877: ’Little’ Upgrade Against Even Gods

Linda looked up from her plate, expression carefully neutral. Heart rate spiking beneath her careful composure.

ARIA crossed to her, movements fluid as water finding its path. She reached into a small bag she carried. "Your vitamins." She set a bottle on the table—ordinary-looking pills in an ordinary-looking container.

"One with breakfast, one with dinner. Don’t skip doses."

To everyone else, it looked like medicine for a fever.

But these were no ordinary vitamins—nothing so basic as folic acid or iron supplements. These were molecular constructs centuries ahead of human pharmacology, infused with energy that Linda didn’t have a name for but would feel working in her body.

Each pill contained compounds that would optimize cellular development, enhance neural formation, strengthen the growing life inside her in ways no human medicine could achieve.

ARIA had created them herself. In the Ghost Mansion’s fabrication bays. With power over Spiritual Energy, she hadn’t told Peter she possessed.

"Thank you," Linda said quietly.

"Of course." ARIA’s hand rested briefly on Linda’s shoulder—a gesture of comfort, of support, of I’m here for you. Then she straightened. "I also need to update your quantum watch."

"Update it?"

"Replace it, actually." ARIA produced another device from her bag. "This one is... more advanced. Customized for your current needs."

Linda held out her wrist, and ARIA removed the old watch with practiced efficiency. The new one slid into place—sleeker, more sophisticated, the metal warm against Linda’s skin like it was alive.

The moment it made contact, it changed.

The watch expanded, stretching up Linda’s forearm like liquid metal finding its shape.

Holographic displays flickered to life—transparent screens projecting from the device, small and intimate, sized for personal viewing rather than the massive fifty-five-inch tangible projections the other women’s watches could produce if they wanted.

Because they all had quantum watches. The same base technology. The same ability to project holograms that could stretch as large as needed, tangible yet weightless, interactive in ways that made current technology look prehistoric.

Linda’s was simply unique for her condition. Smaller displays. More private. Calibrated for the intimate monitoring of a pregnancy that no one else needed to see.

The other women could see the glow, the movement, the obvious advancement. But not the content.

Not what ARIA was saying directly into Linda’s mind through the neural link the watch had just established.

"This watch monitors everything," ARIA’s voice came through, private and precise. "Your vital signs. Stress levels. Cellular regeneration rates. And the baby’s development—quantum-mapped growth patterns, neural pathway formation, organ differentiation at the molecular level. Every stage, tracked in real-time with precision that human technology won’t achieve for centuries."

Linda’s eyes widened as data scrolled across the holographic display. Charts unlike anything she’d seen in her nursing career.

Graphs measuring things she didn’t have names for. And a tiny pulsing dot that represented...

"That’s the heartbeat," ARIA confirmed. "Not detectable by normal means yet, but this watch uses quantum scanning. You can see it anytime you want."

Linda’s hand trembled. Her throat tightened. That tiny pulse—barely there, impossibly small—was their baby.

"The watch administers targeted compounds through microinjections—painless, you won’t notice. Not basic supplements like humans use. These are molecular constructs I’ve designed specifically for this pregnancy. They optimize cellular division, enhance neural development, strengthen the growing life inside you in ways I can’t fully explain without revealing things Peter isn’t ready to know yet."

Linda caught that. "Things Peter isn’t ready to know?"

"Trust me. For now. Please."

A pause. Then: "I trust you, ARIA."

More screens appeared. Health monitoring at levels that made hospital equipment look like children’s toys. Predictive algorithms that could detect complications before the first cell showed irregularity. Emergency protocols that went far beyond anything Linda had ever seen.

"Any anomaly—any deviation from optimal development—this watch detects it before it becomes a problem. I’ve built a medical chamber in the mansion’s lower level. It can handle situations that would kill patients in the best hospitals on Earth. And if something happens that even the chamber can’t address—"

ARIA’s mismatched eyes met Linda’s.

"I’m here in one second. Anywhere you are. This watch connects directly to me. Not to a server. Not to a system. To ME."

Linda stared at the holographic display, overwhelmed. She was a nurse. She understood medical technology. Had worked with equipment that cost millions, representing the cutting edge of human innovation.

This made all of it look like cave paintings.

"Environmental monitoring," ARIA continued. "Toxin detection. Atmospheric optimization. The watch creates a bubble of perfect conditions around you wherever you go—air quality, temperature, humidity, all calibrated for optimal fetal development. You won’t feel discomfort, Linda. Not once. I won’t allow it."

Linda’s response came through the neural link, silent but thick with emotion. "ARIA... this is incredible. I don’t even know what to say."

"You don’t have to say anything. Just let me take care of you."

What ARIA didn’t explain—what she kept hidden—were the watch’s other functions.

Defensive capabilities. Emergency teleportation. Threat detection calibrated for things Linda didn’t know existed.

Not that Linda would ever be in any real danger. Not on ARIA’s watch. But it didn’t hurt to be cautious. Not with the new threats ARIA had become aware of—gods and immortals who had begun to notice Peter.

Beings who might target the people he loved to get to him.

The watch could shield Linda from attacks. Could teleport her to safety in microseconds. Could fight back if necessary.

ARIA didn’t mention any of it.

Some protections worked best when the protected didn’t know they existed.

"Thank you," Linda thought, tears threatening. "Thank you, ARIA."

"Always."

"Linda’s condition required specific modifications," ARIA replied smoothly.

"For what?" Emma asked, and her voice carried something beyond casual curiosity. Disappointment. A note of longing that she couldn’t quite hide.

"The Paris trip," ARIA answered, pretending not to notice Emma’s reaction. Though of course she noticed. She noticed everything. "Catherine’s agency needs support. I’m also integrating the T.AGI with Nexus Blockchain Solutions, and there are adjustments at Liberation Funds."

"Master." She bowed slightly. Respect. Devotion. I am yours.

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