NTR Demon System: MILF Hunting-Chapter 12 - The New Hunt 2

"Now, Amanda," Leonardo thought, the hunter's smile returning.

The daughter's humiliation would be the next step, and through her, he would indirectly hit Caio, one of his main tormentors.

Revenge would be executed slowly, with each conquest fueling his power and his contempt for the world that had mistreated him.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the front door opening.

It was Caio, and he didn't look happy at all.

His face was red, his fists clenched.

Beside him, Fabio looked worried. Vitor wasn't with them.

Caio advanced towards Leonardo, his eyes flashing. "You bastard! What did you do to Amanda? She called me crying, saying that you... that you were with her mother!"

Leonardo remained calm, a mocking smile on his lips. "Me? I just paid a visit. It seems Mrs. Soares is very hospitable."

He glanced at Monica, who had stopped cleaning, observing the scene with an empty expression.

"Don't play dumb!" Caio growled, stopping a few steps from Leonardo.

Fabio tried to grab his friend's arm.

"Caio, calm down, man..."

"Don't stop me, Fabio! This disgusting worm... He harassed my girlfriend's mother!"

Leonardo laughed, a cold, cutting sound. "Harassment? I think the word you're looking for is 'pleasure'. And believe me, it was mutual."

He mentally activated "Demonic Thrust" to feel the flow of power and to intimidate.

A faint dark aura seemed to emanate from him for an instant, something that only someone attuned to more subtle energies might perceive on some level.

Caio, however, was blinded by rage. He broke free from Fabio and lunged at Leonardo, throwing a punch.

Leonardo, his reflexes now sharpened by the System and his new Defense level, dodged with surprising ease.

Caio's punch grazed his face.

Before the bully could try another strike, Leonardo grabbed Caio's arm, twisting it.

"Argh!" Caio cried out in pain, surprised by the sudden strength of the boy he had always considered weak.

"You and your little friends liked to hit me, didn't you?" Leonardo hissed, tightening his grip.

"You liked to humiliate me." His voice was low but charged with a palpable threat. "Things have changed, Caio."

Fabio, seeing the situation escalate, tried to intervene again. "Leo, let him go! We just want to talk!"

"Talk?" Leonardo laughed, pushing Caio, who staggered backward, massaging his sore arm. "You never wanted to talk. You just wanted a victim."

He looked at the two of them, his posture now emanating a confidence bordering on arrogance. "Amanda is shaken? Good, that's just the beginning."

"You're a monster!" Caio spat the words, fear beginning to mix with anger in his eyes.

"Maybe," Leonardo shrugged. "But who turned me into this?"

Monica, who had been watching everything in silence, suddenly spoke, her voice surprisingly firm. "He did nothing wrong. We... we understood each other."

Caio looked at her, incredulous. "Amanda's mother... I mean, Mrs. Soares... he... he took advantage of you!"

Monica shook her head slowly. "No, I wanted it."

Her eyes met Leonardo's, a disturbing devotion in them.

Fabio pulled Caio by the arm.

"Let's go, Caio, it's not worth it. We'll sort this out later." He cast a frightened look at Leonardo.

The boy's transformation was undeniable and sinister.

Caio hesitated, looking from Leonardo to Monica.

Confusion and humiliation were stamped on his face.

His girlfriend's mother defending the "worm"? This was surreal.

He finally gave in, letting Fabio pull him out of the house.

When the door closed, Leonardo let out a long breath. The confrontation had been unexpected, but he had felt in control.

The System was truly changing the rules of the game.

"You did well, Monica," he said, turning to her.

"I just told the truth, Leo," she replied, approaching and kneeling before him, taking his hand and kissing it.

Leonardo felt a wave of power and contempt.

This woman, whom hours before he saw as a prize, was now like this.

"Get up, I don't like servility," he lied. Deep down, her submission excited him, but he needed to maintain a facade of calculated control.

Amanda won't be back anytime soon. That gives me time.

Time for what? He didn't know exactly yet.

His main focus was Amanda, but the situation with Caio and Fábio had just opened up new possibilities, new ways to spread discord and revenge.

Leonardo spent the rest of the day at Monica's house.

She served him, catered to his every whim, both sexual and trivial.

He explored "Demonic Thrust" again, feeling Mônica's vigor drain as her pleasure reached enormous peaks.

The power of the skill was intoxicating.

He felt like a true succubus demon, feeding on her lust and life energy.

While Monica slept deeply, exhausted in her own bed, he explored the house.

Amanda's room was exactly as he expected: full of pop band posters, scattered clothes, a diary with a cheap lock on the desk.

Leonardo managed to open the lock with a paperclip he found.

The diary was a treasure trove of insecurities, gossip, and most importantly, details about her relationships, including tensions with Caio, her frustrations with her mother, and her secret contempt for some of her "friends."

There were also mentions of Vítor, and how she found him a brutish idiot, but sometimes exciting in his aggressiveness.

"Interesting," Leonardo murmured, absorbing every word.

Amanda was an open book of vulnerabilities.

He found a photo of Amanda with Natalia, taken at some party.

The two were smiling at the camera.

An idea began to form.

What if he could use Amanda to get closer to Natalia again?

The return of Natalia's ex-husband had complicated things, but the Psychic Infiltration on her was still at 1/5.

It wasn't at zero.

Suddenly, the System beeped.

[New Secondary Mission Generated: "Seeds of Discord"]

[Objective: Utilize the acquired information (Amanda's Diary) to create a significant conflict between Amanda and one of her bullying targets (Vitor, Caio, or Fabio) or between Amanda and Natalia.]

[Reward: +50 EXP, +5 permanent MP, random low-level item.]

Leonardo smiled. The System seemed to read his thoughts.

Monica and Amanda were just deliciously corruptible pawns on the grand chessboard he was setting up.

The question was no longer if he would get his revenge, but how devastating it would be.