Ultimate Spin System: Ero Spin?-Chapter 56 - Disgusting Surprise

Maya followed him out of the room, her heels clicking against the polished floor. The air between them was calm but charged, a silent understanding of the roles they played in the games they were about to continue.

Lucas and Maya walked briskly toward Diana’s mansion, the tension between them almost palpable. The estate was only a short distance from where they had been, and the walk gave Lucas enough time to let his calm, calculated demeanor settle in place. Beside him, Maya adjusted the hem of her dress, her heels clicking softly against the stone pathway leading to the grand front doors.

Diana stood just inside the threshold, her hands trembling as she clutched the edge of the door. Her eyes widened as they approached, fear flickering in her gaze. The memory of her humiliation—being forced by Lucas’s power to lick a popsicle in a grotesquely suggestive way, while he recorded it—made her stomach churn. She felt exposed, vulnerable, knowing that Lucas held that video like a loaded gun aimed directly at her dignity.

"Ah, Diana," Lucas greeted with a faint smirk as he stopped in front of her. His hands slid casually into his pockets, his posture relaxed, but his presence radiated control. "We meet again. You don’t look happy to see me."

Diana swallowed hard, her voice shaking as she replied, "What do you want, Lucas? I’ve done what you asked."

Lucas raised an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly. "Have you?" His tone was calm but sharp, like a blade wrapped in silk. "Let’s not pretend we don’t both know what happens if you fail me, Diana."

Diana’s face paled further. Her knees felt weak, but she clung to the doorframe for support. "You... you wouldn’t show it," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "You promised..."

Lucas let out a soft, humorless chuckle. "I promised not to release it if you cooperated. But," he leaned in slightly, his piercing gaze locking with hers, "if you haven’t done what I asked... well, promises have their limits."

Her breath hitched, her trembling worsening. "I—I got it," she blurted out, clutching her handbag tightly. "Victor’s phone. It’s here."

Maya, standing silently beside Lucas, folded her arms and smirked faintly. "Good," she said smoothly, her tone dripping with mock approval. "At least you’re learning to listen."

Diana hesitated for a moment before fumbling to open her bag. Her hands were shaking so badly that the phone almost slipped from her grasp as she handed it to Lucas.

"Here," she said, her voice brittle. "Take it and leave me alone."

Lucas took the phone, inspecting it briefly. He didn’t immediately unlock it, instead turning his attention back to Diana. "See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?" he said with a smirk.

Diana glared at him, though the fear in her eyes betrayed her bravado. "You’re a monster," she hissed, her voice trembling. "Using... whatever dark magic you have to control people like that. You’re evil, Lucas."

Lucas raised an eyebrow, his smirk widening slightly. "Monster, evil, dark magic..." He shrugged. "Call me what you want, Diana. But let’s be honest—you’re more afraid of what I can do than what I’ve already done."

Her lips quivered, but she stayed silent, her hands clenched into fists at her sides.

Lucas glanced down at the phone in his hand, then looked back up at her. "Now," he said calmly, "why don’t you invite us in? We wouldn’t want the neighbors to overhear anything... sensitive."

Diana hesitated but eventually stepped aside, her entire body stiff with tension. As Lucas and Maya entered, Diana closed the door behind them, her heart pounding in her chest. She didn’t dare turn her back on Lucas for too long, afraid of what he might do next.

Lucas stopped in the center of the living room, casually turning Victor’s phone over in his hand. "This will be interesting," he said softly, almost to himself. Then, louder, "Why don’t we all sit down? We’re just getting started."

Diana’s heart raced as she watched Lucas settle into the armchair like he owned the place. Maya leaned casually against the wall, her expression unreadable but her eyes flickering with barely disguised amusement. Diana, hesitant and unsure, perched on the edge of the sofa across from Lucas, her hands twisting nervously in her lap.

Lucas finally unlocked Victor’s phone with a single touch, the screen lighting up as if responding to his will. Diana’s eyes narrowed.

"Wait," she blurted out, her voice breaking the silence. "How did you do that? You don’t have any hacking devices with you."

Lucas chuckled softly, his fingers deftly scrolling through the phone’s contents. "Let’s just say I have... certain advantages," he replied cryptically.

"That’s not an answer," Diana said, her voice rising slightly. "You’re using magic again, aren’t you? Some kind of—"

Lucas held up a hand to cut her off. "Call it what you want," he said, his tone dismissive. "But I prefer to think of it as skill." His smirk deepened as he glanced at her. "You’re always so quick to jump to the supernatural, Diana. Maybe you should try opening your mind a little." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Diana glared at him, but her frustration was quickly replaced by curiosity as she saw his expression shift. Lucas froze, his eyes narrowing as he tapped on the YoChat app.

"What the hell is this?" he muttered under his breath, his fingers pausing momentarily. Then, his lips curled into a humorless grin as he began scrolling through Victor’s conversations.

"What is it?" Diana asked, leaning forward despite herself.

Lucas turned the phone around to show her. The screen displayed an array of chats, each one more incriminating than the last. Explicit messages, photos, and timestamps painted a damning picture. Diana gasped, her hand flying to her mouth.

"He’s not just screwing around with my stepmother," Lucas said, his voice dripping with mockery. "Looks like Victor’s been busy with half the neighborhood. Housewives, teenagers... The guy’s a real Renaissance man."

Diana’s face went pale as she stared at the evidence. "This is... disgusting," she whispered. Then her gaze snapped back to Lucas, her eyes narrowing. "This has to be your doing. You’re using your... your powers to make this up, aren’t you?"

Lucas barked out a laugh. "Oh, Diana. Always so suspicious." He gestured at the screen. "You think I’ve got time to fabricate all this? Give the man some credit—Victor’s a sleazebag all on his own."

Maya, who had been silent until now, stepped forward. Her voice was unusually soft as she said, "Lucas... check the gallery."

Lucas raised an eyebrow, glancing at her. "The gallery? What for? More dirty secrets?"

Maya hesitated, her expression uneasy. "Just... do it," she said, her tone insistent.

Lucas frowned but complied, navigating to the gallery app. As the thumbnails loaded, his smirk faded. His eyes widened slightly, and for the first time that evening, he looked genuinely unsettled.

"What the—" he started, his voice trailing off as he clicked on a video. The screen filled with explicit footage, the audio playing loud and clear, each moan and whispered name making the scene even more unbearable. Lucas’s jaw clenched, his fingers tightening around the phone as he scrolled through the files, each one worse than the last. And then he saw it—a thumbnail with Maya’s face.