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The Sugar Sweetened System

Roman Vitali, a young Italian immigrant, struggles to make ends meet in the bustling country of Nova Haven. After his parents' untimely death, he and his sister,Bianca, are left to fend for themselves. Roman works tirelessly in construction, but his world is turned upside down when he's suddenly fired. In a chance encounter, Roman meets Sophia, a captivating and mysterious older woman who's drawn to his rugged good looks and muscular build. She offers him a proposition: spend the night with her, and she'll reward him handsomely. Desperate and vulnerable, Roman accepts. As the night unfolds, Roman finds himself entangled in a web of luxury and desire. With the system watch how he rises in status and power by using Milfs updates:Mon-Sun(12/week) - Magic: Yes, magic will be present in the story.(even more later in the story) - Romantic Preferences: The MC will typically pursue older women, with one exception." Support the Author with PowerStones and Golden tickets 50 Powerstones = 1 Extra chapter 200 Powerstones = 3 Extra chapters Bonus chapter(s) will drop at the end of the week.

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Chapter 120: A Peaceful Evening

Roman walked into the living room, feeling the warmth and comfort of the space envelop him. Xylara, his loyal assistant and demonic slave, lay on the sofa, watching TV in comfortable clothes. Her eyes sparkled as she greeted him, "Master, you're back. How was your day?"

Roman smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "My day was fine, Xylara. How about yours? I'm sure you've been busy, since things started moving."

Xylara chuckled, her voice husky. "I'm fine, master. As long as master orders it, it shall be done." She jumped off the sofa, her movements graceful, and approached Roman. With a gentle touch, she removed his blazer, her fingers brushing against his chest.

Roman's smile deepened as he gazed at her. "You're always so diligent, Xylara." He caressed her cheek, his fingers tracing the contours of her face. "I don't know what I would do without you."