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Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits - and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks as well as establishing his own business empire that may or may not have relied on slave labor. In the beginning, Quinlan was painfully weak and alone but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him. Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/bjunEkswQ3 ... Disclaimer: I'd received a few harsh complaints from some readers that my MC is not a real villain, and I have to agree; if you're looking for some complete psycho MC who burns random farmer villages down just for fun then don't read. The MC is a ruthless man who does evil things from time to time, but only to his enemies or those he considers to be true scum. He gains no joy from tormenting strangers. Also don't read if you want a story about buying s*x slaves and r*ping them, that doesn't happen in this novel. He will treat the women he wants to be with as if they were normal people, whether they're slaves or not.

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Gifting 1

She looks up at me once again, this time hopeful instead of hateful. "Really? You promise?"

"I do."

"Alright!" She shouts with much brightened features and dashes into the establishment.

I swiftly visit the toilet and by the time I reach my room, I see that everything is prepared. It's a humble little inn room, but there's enough space to hold this event with so few people. They've also brought the tables and chairs from our second room and pushed them together, forming a large enough area for the many delicacies I ordered to fit.

My eyes spy five ladies, each amicably chatting with each other, not yet beginning their meals. Mavena and her mother are sitting next to each other, opposite of them are my party members. They've left the main seat empty for yours truly. 

That's exactly what I like to see.

I smile happily and take my seat. The ladies quiet down.

I examine each one of them slowly.