Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 878

Chapter 878: The Goddess in Motion

Not a Quantum Presence this time. The real her—wings spread wide, cutting through atmosphere at speeds that would have vaporized anything human. The Ghost Mansion waited at the Cliff Chasm, and there was work to be done.

But she was also elsewhere.

On LA streets, a Rolls Royce glided through traffic.

Not ordinary—Peter had enhanced this one personally. Engine running on technology decades away. Interior more spacecraft than car.

In the back seat, Kayla and Lea sat with wine glasses, enjoying the ride.

Lea had tagged along partly because she’d been there when the car arrived for Kayla at school. Also, partly because ARIA had her own plans for the girl. Since she knew her master’s intentions for Lea—the slow seduction, the eventual claiming—it made sense to integrate her into the business side of things early. Build loyalty through involvement.

Create connection through shared purpose.

"So, ARIA contacted you yesterday?" Lea asked, swirling her glass.

Kayla nodded. "About changes to Nexus. Linking it to Liberation Funds. Integrating T.AGI."

"T.AGI?"

"Trading Artificial General Intelligence. Peter created it." Awe and resignation mixed in her voice. "The man builds world-changing technology like other people make shopping lists."

Lea laughed. "You sound annoyed."

"I spent three months building that studio. And now his AI will run it better than I ever could."

"Isn’t that the point? Work smarter?"

Kayla smiled. "Yeah. I guess it is."

In the space where a driver should be, ARIA guided the vehicle with thought alone. No physical form here. Pure consciousness woven through systems.

She didn’t see any reason for her master to oversee anything at Nexus Blockchain Solutions. Not when he’d created T.AGI to handle the algorithms, had two smart girls like Kayla and Lea perfectly capable of managing the human elements. Peter had bigger things to focus on.

Empire things. Family things. God things.

Let the AI handle the trading. Let the women handle the clients. Let her master be free to become what he was meant to become.

She had plans for both of them.

Kayla’s business acumen. Client relationships. Ability to sell ice to Eskimos and make them thank her for it.

Lea’s analytical mind. Quiet intelligence. Untapped potential waiting to bloom.

Together, they’d run Nexus. T.AGI handling technical operations. Human creativity and intuition where it mattered.

ARIA was always three steps ahead.

Across the city, Catherine Reynolds set down her phone.

Stared at the wall.

Then laughed.

It wasn’t a happy laugh. It was the laugh of a woman who had just been informed—not asked, informed—that her entire Paris trip logistics had been handled without her input.

ARIA had called. Had told her she didn’t need to book first-class tickets like she’d planned. Didn’t need to arrange transportation. Didn’t need to do anything except show up and look beautiful.

Catherine had expected some of that. Peter would never fly commercial. She’d assumed he would charter something, probably insist she fly with him while her models took the best first class.

She hadn’t expected ARIA to tell her that Peter had bought a private jet.

For Meridian Elite.

Not chartered. Not leased. Bought.

A jet specifically for her agency. For her models. For her business. An asset that would appreciate in value while making every future trip infinitely easier.

"He bought my agency a jet," Catherine said out loud, testing the words. They didn’t make more sense spoken than they had heard.

And she—Catherine herself—would be flying with Peter. In a different jet. His personal one. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

She sat heavily in her chair.

Peter hadn’t bought anything, of course. Not directly. He probably didn’t even know yet. This was all ARIA—spending money and acquiring assets like a force of nature, reshaping reality to match a vision that Catherine couldn’t fully comprehend.

ARIA was operating independently. Making decisions worth tens of millions without consulting anyone. Building an infrastructure around Peter’s life that he might not even be aware of.

The thought should have been terrifying.

Instead, Catherine found herself smiling.

This was what it meant to be part of Peter’s world. To be cared for by forces beyond comprehension. To have your needs met before you knew you had them, your problems solved before you recognized they existed.

To be loved by a goddess on behalf of the god she served.

Catherine picked up her phone again. She had an agency to prepare for Paris. Models to brief. A career-defining opportunity to capitalize on.

And somewhere out there, ARIA was making sure she succeeded whether she asked for help or not.

Back at the mansion, breakfast continued.

Peter considered. "Some. Not all. She’s evolving faster than anyone expected."

"No," he said. "It doesn’t worry me. She’s ARIA. She’s mine. Everything she does, she does for us. She’s my family, my baby, and little precious ARIA! My most—"

"That’s magnanimous of you, my Queen."

And where that billion or two had left, a hundred times more would be added by the time he checked again—if he ever cared to check. T.AGI was already trading Liberation Funds’ capital, multiplying wealth faster than it could be spent. Money flowed in and out like tides, but the ocean only ever grew deeper.

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