NTR Demon System: MILF Hunting-Chapter 14 - It’s Over 2

Amanda didn't know it yet, but this nightmare was far from over.

Leonardo was already plotting a plan and wouldn't forget Amanda until she moaned his name in front of her boyfriend.

Leonardo, after Caio and Fabio left, felt a dark satisfaction.

The confrontation had been an unexpected bonus.

Seeing the fear and confusion in Caio's eyes had been almost as gratifying as Mônica's submission.

He had read Amanda's diary carefully. The girl was a web of contradictions: arrogant on the outside, but gnawed by insecurities on the inside.

Her relationship with Caio was more fragile than it seemed, full of betrayals and resentments.

She also had a poorly disguised rivalry with other popular girls and a constant fear of losing her status.

The "Seeds of Discord" mission offered several possibilities.

He could leak excerpts from the diary, exposing her most intimate secrets to the entire school.

He could create a misunderstanding between her and Caio, using her own words against them both.

Or perhaps he could use her to get closer to Natalia, as he had thought before.

Natalia... the memory of her still haunted him.

The return of her ex-husband had been a hard blow, reversing some of his progress, but the Psychic Infiltration was still active, albeit at a low level.

There was a connection, however tenuous it might be.

"System," he called mentally, while Monica, now dressed in a cheap silk robe, brought him a glass of juice.

"What is Natalia Silva's current status?"

[Name: Natalia Silva

Age: 38 years old

Marital Status: Divorced (Reconciliation with ex-husband in progress)

Occupation: Esthetician

Personality: Dominant, needy, sexually dissatisfied, emotionally confused.

Current Interest: Ex-husband (significant external influence), remnants of curiosity for Leonardo (0.5%).

Resistance: 85% (increased due to ex-husband's influence).

Psychic Infiltration: 1/5 (stagnant).]

"Remnants of curiosity... 0.5%," Leonardo smiled. It was almost nothing, but it wasn't zero.

"Significant external influence." The ex-husband. He needed to neutralize that influence, or at least find a way around it.

His eyes returned to Amanda's diary.

There was an entry where Amanda described a conversation with her mother, in which Monica mentioned that Natália was feeling "suffocated" by the reconciliation with her ex, that he was "controlling," and that she missed "novelty."

Monica, of course, had interpreted this as an opening for a new rich suitor, but Leonardo saw something else: a crack in the armor.

"Monica," he said, his voice soft but firm. "I need you to do something for me."

She looked at him with total devotion, a slutty look on her face. "Anything, Leo."

"I want you to talk to Natalia subtly. Find out more about this ex-husband, about how she really feels."

"Plant some doubts, if possible. Make her remember what it's like to feel desired by someone new."

Monica frowned for a moment. "Natalia? But she doesn't have money, Leonardo. Her ex maybe..."

"Don't worry about money," Leonardo interrupted her, a cold glint in his eyes. "Just do what I say."

"Consider this a test of your loyalty."

Lust appeared in Monica's eyes. "Yes, Leo, I will."

With Monica taking care of part of the plan with Natalia, Leonardo turned his attention back to Amanda.

He needed a direct confrontation, but on his terms.

Humiliating her publicly would be easy, but perhaps not the most strategic for his long-term goals, especially if he wanted to use her.

He decided to start by sowing discord between Amanda and Caio more directly.

He picked up his cell phone, a cheap device he barely used before the System, and began typing an anonymous message, using an online SMS service that guaranteed anonymity.

To: Caio.

Message: "Your little girlfriend Amanda isn't as faithful as you think. Ask her about the 'dreams' she has with Vítor or what she really thinks about your 'lack of ambition.' A friend."

He smiled. It was a simple stab, based on some of the frustrations Amanda had vented in her diary.

Vítor was a sensitive point for Caio, given the rivalry and the fear the leader of the bullies inspired.

Next, he prepared another message, this time for Amanda.

To: Amanda.

Message: "Caio knows your little secrets. Someone told him about the diary. Be careful, he's furious. And not just with Leonardo."

The idea was simple: pit one against the other, increase the paranoia and despair.

Amanda, already weakened, would become even more vulnerable.

Amanda spent a terrible night at Caio's house. The sofa was uncomfortable, and nightmares assaulted her whenever she closed her eyes.

She saw Leonardo smiling, her mother moaning, the despair on her own face.

She woke up several times, her heart racing.

Caio tried to be understanding, but anger and humiliation consumed him.

He barely slept, pacing back and forth in his small room, muttering threats against Leonardo.

The next morning, Caio's cell phone beeped with the anonymous message. He read it, his face paling and then turning red with fury.

"Vítor? What the fuck is this about Vítor?" he snarled, showing the cell phone to Amanda.

Amanda felt a chill.

Her dreams about Vítor were sporadic fantasies, an attraction to danger she would never admit out loud, except in the pages of her diary.

And his "lack of ambition"... she had actually written that about Caio in a moment of anger. How could anyone know?

"That's a lie, Caio!" she stammered, panic rising. "Someone is trying to break us up!"

But the seed of doubt had already been planted. Caio looked at her suspiciously, considering the possibility of Amanda's betrayal.

Shortly after, Amanda's cell phone beeped. The message about Caio knowing about the diary and being furious made her freeze.

The diary! Someone had read it! Leonardo? Could it have been him? But how? He was with her mother!

Paranoia gripped her. She looked at Caio, who was now staring at her with a mixture of anger and hurt.

Was the "friend" who sent the message to Caio the same one who was warning her? Or were they two different manipulators?

"Caio, I swear, I don't know anything about this!" she tried, but her voice sounded weak, guilty.

"How can you not know, Amanda?" he exploded. "It's written right here! And the diary? What the fuck is in that diary that I can't know?"

The argument that followed was ugly, full of accusations and tears.

Amanda, desperate, denied everything, but Caio's distrust was an insurmountable barrier.

In the end, exhausted and feeling completely alone, Amanda took her things and left Caio's house, with nowhere to go.

Returning to her own house was unthinkable.

Her "popular" friends? They would discard her at the first sign of scandal.

She walked aimlessly, the morning sun bothering her skin.

She sat down again on a park bench, the same one from the night before, feeling even more lost.

That's when her cell phone rang.

Unknown number.

Hesitantly, she answered.

"Amanda Soares?" The voice was cold, calculating. Unmistakably Leonardo.

A shiver ran down her spine. "Leonardo? What do you want? How did you get my number?"

"That doesn't matter now," he said. "What matters is that you seem to be having a bad day, and I think I can help."

"Help?" she spat the word. "You're destroying my life!"

"Me? Or was it the secrets you try so hard to hide? Your mother's hypocrisy? Your little boyfriend's fragility?" His voice was calm, almost bored, which made her even more furious and scared.

"I know you read my diary, you disgusting creep!"

"It was lying around the house, I didn't know it was yours," he lied and paused. "Need a place to stay? Someone to talk to? Someone who understands how rotten this world really is?"

Amanda wanted to scream, curse him, hang up, but a part of her, the exhausted part, the desperate part, hesitated.

Caio had abandoned her, her mother had betrayed her, and her friends were superficial.

Leonardo, as monstrous as he was, seemed to be the only one who was really paying attention, even if for the sickest reasons.

She just wanted an end to it all.

"Where are you?" she asked, her voice low, defeated.

Leonardo smiled on the other end of the line. The bait had been cast. "I'm nearby, and I have a proposal for you, one that could change everything."

Amanda didn't know that "change everything" in Leonardo's vocabulary meant dragging her into the same darkness he now inhabited, corrupting her from the inside out, transforming her into another piece in his game of revenge and power.

But, at that moment, anything seemed better than the loneliness and despair that consumed her.

And so, Amanda took the first step towards the trap.