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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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Meet The Father 1

I crouch down and show my back to the girl, intending to give her a piggyback ride. I'm too fast to walk at her pace, and it likely would take us many hours of travel to get there.

"Lord Quinlan…?" She looks at me with shock.

Yeah, I knew it would come to this.

"Come, get on, I will run with you on my back. I don't plan to spend the entire night walking."

"Still…"

"Get on or I will princess carry you." I threatened authoritatively. I'm fully aware that she won't listen otherwise.

Her face reddens and then looks at me for a few seconds before nodding to herself once she comes to a decision, or perhaps the word resolution would be more accurate.