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Supreme Casanova: Ultimate Harem System

Castle - 20 Bonus Chapters!!! [Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!] ***** Hugo Fernandez, a short, skinny virgin with zero charm, was a young man with grand dreams. He had just started college and was brimming with hope for a bright future, but a rather unfortunate food poisoning 'incident' soon turned his life from bad to worse. He experienced a social death! Out of the blue, a mysterious girl’s voice echoed in his head: [Ding! Fate has aligned, and your woeful destiny with women has reached the heavens! You have been granted the Ultimate Harem System!!!] Hugo’s listless eyes widened. Had he finally received his own cheat code? Was it time for him to ascend to the heavens in a single leap and start attracting women left and right? The mysterious voice spoke again: [Ding! Initialising Death mission... Seduce a 7+ woman within one month or die!] Hugo blinked, his jaw dropping. "Wait, what? Seduce a 7+ woman or die? What kind of medieval torture is this? I can’t even seduce my reflection!" After taking a minute to calm down, he realised it wasn't as bad as he thought. "In the worst case, I can burrow some money and get a pro-" [No pay pigging] Hugo realised he was soon going to experience a real death! This system was out for his blood! [Tick tock, Romeo. Time’s wasting…] "I'm gonna die!" Join Hugo on a captivating, deadly journey filled with debauchery, womanising, and thrilling level-ups as he rises above all and becomes a Supreme Casanova! If he doesn’t die first, that is… [A/N: Inspired by MPUAS.] [Warning: R18 content doesn't immediately begin. MC takes time to develop himself to a stage where he can get the beauties. But expect a good dose of comedy.]

DungeonHunter · Urban
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Velvet Inferno.

Hugo stood at the end of the queue outside Velvet Inferno, the most infamous strip club in the city.

The neon lights bathed the pavement in a pinkish glow, and the bass from the music inside was so heavy it vibrated his chest alongside his own nervous heart.

He looked down at his outfit for the millionth time.

Black leather jacket? Check.

Clean white shirt that showcased his muscular build? Check.

Cool black jeans that weren't too tight? Check.

Fresh white sneakers that practically screamed "I have my life together"? Double-check.

New Boxers? Triple Check!

He even styled his hair, which he never bothered to do, and judging by the sideways glances from some of the girls in the line, he'd nailed the look.

'Alright, Hugo,' he told himself. 'You're looking good. Stay confident. Play it cool. Tonight's your night.'