The World Is Mine For The Taking

Gabrielle's POV

After posting that explosive headline about the Earl's unsavory deeds and bizarre proclivities, he quickly earned the ire of many, including those he had wronged, like Baron Fritz and numerous others. It turned out that the Earl had countless victims, his grubby hands having violated many, yet he faced no consequences due to his high status.

The Earl had meticulously crafted a reputation for being kind-hearted, revered as a noble due to his love of farming and camaraderie with his farmers. This carefully maintained facade ensured no one suspected the truth: that the seemingly benevolent Earl was actually a twisted rapist who murdered the women he had assaulted.

The revelation of his heinous acts sent shockwaves through the community, shattering the illusion of his nobility.

It was challenging to bring the Earl down, given his sterling reputation. Earl Teliu Graid was considered a good-natured man by many, leaving me with no dirt to exploit. I needed concrete proof—absolute, undeniable evidence, preferably an admission from the Earl himself.

The moment that headline was published, Earl Graid's life, career, and position crumbled. The power of the smartphone was undeniable. People with smartphones had instant access to headlines, and immediately, everyone knew about it. The internet access that our tech department had implemented played a crucial role in making news and information spread quickly and widely.

I did a good job bringing the nobles down from their glory, if I do say so myself. Once I get back to Leonamon, I'll have Master reward me for a job well done. I want it in my ass this time. Ahh, just thinking about it makes me wet.

As I entertained that thought, I laughed out loud. Isabelle, who was beside me, looked confused at my sudden outburst. I ignored her. The reason I was laughing was the thrill of throwing these corrupt nobles to the wolves. It was honestly surprising how much I'd changed into such a devilish woman.

I used to crave civility more than anything, the type to scold someone for even the smallest litter on the road.

Now, I was the kind of woman who concocted plans to bring down nobles who would be a stain in Master's eyes once he took over this kingdom.

It's not that I didn't want this change in me. In fact, I was thrilled by it. I've got to thank Master for turning me into this.

"Now then..." I said with a smirk. "Who should I play with next?"

There was a long list of nobles I wanted to take down. Master had also given me names of nobles he wanted crushed. However, he left one noble house untouched, even though the head deserved to fall. He said he wanted the wife to rule the house. I have no idea why, but if Master wants it, then that's how it will be.

Because of this incident, the former Duke would face immense difficulty finding another buyer for his daughter. None of the other nobles, save for his depraved associates like Earl Graid, would dare to associate with him again. They knew that doing so would invite the kingdom's wrath.

I gave him a sly tip, though. I whispered, via anonymous message, that Leonamon was willing to buy his daughter—as a sex slave. Just imagining her haughty demeanor crumbling before Master made me shiver with excitement. This move would not only further degrade the Duke but also aid Master in conquering that little bitch.

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Leon's POV

There have been many significant changes in the company, and the most noticeable is the massive increase in staff. The production department (PRD), responsible for churning out smartphones and cutting-edge gadgets, now boasts 300 dedicated workers. Leading this department is a former prostitute-in-training I bought from Martha, who has proven to be a natural leader.

The snacks and brewery services (SBS) department has also expanded significantly, now employing 230 people. This bustling department is managed by Amy and another former prostitute-in-training, both of whom have adapted incredibly well to their new roles.

Our company now has a plethora of specialized departments, including the medicinal field department (MDP), architectural and engineering department (AED), agricultural department (AGD), economic department (ECOD), tech department (TECH), and even a military department (LMD). The combined workforce has grown to around 5,000 employees, each contributing to the empire we're building.

Without a doubt, the flagship branch in the Capital City wasn't the solitary outpost of our company anymore. We've expanded, establishing branches in the Holy City and beyond borders, with one under construction in Bethlan, as per the latest update from AED.

Moreover, AGD secured land for farming, a testament to our surging economy—ECOD proudly announced our monthly revenue had skyrocketed to ten digits, making land acquisition a breeze.

Intriguingly, the TECH department, though small in size with only two individuals at the helm, wields significant power. They specialize in surveillance, possessing the capability to track individuals and gather information. Their abilities extend to location tracking and data collection, provided the targets have smartphones on their persons.

Surprisingly, or rather interestingly, all the employees appointed were women. To apply for a job, people had to provide necessary information and pass through Amon's approval process. Essentially, it was like a job interview. However, it was rigged, as Amon only selected women and immediately rejected men.

They didn't even get a chance for the interview; as soon as Amon saw they were male, she tossed their applications in the trash. Poor guys. Well, I didn't want rowdy, sweaty guys in my harem, so it wasn't a big deal. Still, how could I even handle all these women?

Well, enough about that...

There was a huge commotion unfolding in the office. Though I wasn't physically present, I watched it all unfold on the monitor inside the Love Nest, while I gripped Maya's ass firmly as she sucked my dick.

"Somebody told me that you're buying sex slaves. Is that true?" the man's voice dripped with arrogance as he glared down at Amon. His demeanor reeked of entitlement, as if he still believed he held the rank of Duke. Oblivious to his fall from grace, he remained blind to the reality that he had been reduced to nothing more than filth.

"That's right," said Amon, ever the calmest. Despite being stared down, she remained unfazed. Instead, she replied calmly. However, what she said wasn't entirely truthful. Leonamon wasn't actually buying sex slaves. Amon only said it was true because she knew the woman the man was trying to sell.

It was none other than Charlotte Sierra, whom I wanted to dominate because of her combat-based skill. However, due to her resemblance to a woman I once loved, I grew to hate her and avoided her.

Maybe it's time for me to confront her.

"Then, buy her," he commanded, his finger aimed squarely at Charlotte. She trembled under his gaze, a mixture of fear and uncertainty swirling in her eyes.

"Very well," Amon responded, her agreement coming surprisingly easily. It was almost unsettling how quickly she yielded. "And what's the price for this beauty?"

Without a moment's hesitation, the man declared, "100,000 gold coins."

Amon's smile widened, a hint of anticipation in her eyes. "Very well," she declared once more, her readiness evident.

Normally, one would hesitate at such a price. We were talking about 100,000 gold coins here, the most coveted currency in the world. To put it in perspective, in my previous world, 1 gold coin would likely be equated to 1 million yen. Converted to dollars, that's over $6,000. So, Duke Sierra was essentially asking for around $6 billion.

That was an astronomical sum, enough to build an entire manor from scratch.

The man's eyes widened at the figure, his greed palpable in the air. With a nervous gulp, he stammered, "N-No, how about we make it 120,000 gold coins? No, 150,000 gold coins?" He was shameless enough to ask for even more.

"I'm sorry, but that's the limit. Anything beyond 100,000 gold coins is off the table," Amon declared firmly, refusing to indulge the man's shameless antics.

The Duke clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Fine then, if 100,000 gold coins is all you'll agree to, so be it," he grumbled.

With the realization that further negotiation was futile, he begrudgingly acquiesced.

"Very well, I'll make arrangements for the payment for this woman. Follow me," Amon announced, rising from her seat and motioning for them to leave the room. I watched intently on the monitor as they exited, the door closing behind them, leaving the office eerily quiet once more.

As pleasure surged through me, I released my load into Maya's mouth. She withdrew my dick and opened her mouth to display the cum, then closed it again and swallowed it down. Opening her mouth once more, she showed me it was all gone.

"Great job," I praised, patting her head. Her adorable ram tail wagged happily. "Let's take a break and wait for Amon to finish preparing Charlotte before we move on to the next round," I suggested.

With this, I would begin to assert my dominance over Charlotte's body. I would introduce her to pleasure and pain alike.