Master of Lust

Chapter - 238

Rick's hands gripped the steering wheel of his Range Rover tightly as he drove down the empty road, leaving his home behind. The expression on his face was serious, his eyes fixed straight ahead as the landscape blurred past him. He was on his way back to Willowbrook, and his mind was racing with thoughts about the events that had just transpired.

A flashback scene unfolded in his mind, taking him back to the breakfast table where it all began.

[Flashback]

Rick's father returned from the kitchen carrying a jug of freshly made watermelon juice. He placed it on the table and carefully poured a glass for Rick, his movements deliberate and measured. The silence between them was palpable, with Jemimah watching the interaction closely.

"Here you go, Rick," Rick's father said, setting the glass down in front of his son. "Your favourite."

Rick took the glass, but just as he was about to drink, a familiar chime echoed in his mind. The system, spoke to him urgently.

[Master... Oh dear master. Poison detected in the beverage. If you drink it, you are going to die. Hehehe]

Rick's eyes widened slightly, his grip on the glass tightening. He glanced down at the watermelon juice, then slowly looked up at his father, who was chatting with Jemimah, smiling ear to ear as if nothing was amiss.

Rick's thoughts raced. He remembered how his father had always been obsessed with Jemimah, a girl young enough to be his daughter. It made him sick to think that his own father was willing to kill him just because he had been with her.

'Unbelievable,' Rick thought, feeling a mix of anger and betrayal. 'He's willing to poison his own son over a girl. This scum, who used to come home drunk and beat my mother, who cried crocodile tears at her grave, and now this.'

'That too, after I gave him such a great show last night,' Rick smirked as he thought how his father was peeking on him and Jemimah having Sex like Rabbits. It must have surely given his father a hard-on.

The system chimed again, interrupting his thoughts.

[Master, the poison is Rat poison. And the concentration it is definitely lethal. My job is to warn you, so if you kick the bucket, don't blame me.]

Rick's mind was a whirl of emotions. He was disgusted by his father's actions and the depths to which he would sink. The system continued, its tone persuasive.

[But even moments of crisis are an opportunity master. So why not turn the tables on your dear old father? I am sure you will appreciate that]

[Ding!]

[

Quest: Let your father have a taste of his own juice as well

Quest Duration: 1-hour

Quest Rewards: $2,000,000; 10 Lottery Spins; Serum of Seduction; Blade of Shadows; Ring of Time

Quest Penalties: You won't be able to use the system except for the inventory for a day once the Quest is over

]

Rick felt a storm of conflicting emotions crashing over him. The system's words echoed in his mind, tempting him with promises of rewards if he harmed his father. He could feel his anger rising, fueled by memories of his father's abusive behavior over the years.

Just then, his father turned towards him, his smile faltering slightly but still trying to maintain that facade. "Rick, drink up. It's your favorite, after all," he encouraged, his voice deceptively warm and fatherly.

Rick looked at his father, his mind racing with thoughts. 'This man, who pretends to care as if he's done nothing wrong. What a bastard you are, old man. How many times did I watch you hurt my mother? How many times did you make our lives miserable? And now, you want to kill me for sleeping with a chick you've known for just a few days?

Way to go, bastard.'

Rick's father continued to smile, but there was an edge of impatience in his eyes. "Come on, son. Don't just stand there. Drink up."

Rick's grip tightened around the glass, his knuckles turning white. 'How long will it take for the poison to take effect?' he asked the system, still eyeing the juice in his hand.

[Given the improvements you have had ever since meeting me, Master you can hold it in your body for 12-hours before things take a turn for bad.]

[But I will still advice you master that you should not drink it. Even if you don't want to, think of the rewards for completing the quest.]

But despite everything, Rick made up his mind. He raised the glass to his lips, locking eyes with his father. The tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Jemimah sat silently, completely unaware of the deadly game playing out in front of her.

Rick took a deep breath, forcing a smile at his father. It was a hollow smile, one that didn't reach his eyes. He nodded slowly, bringing the glass closer to his mouth. His movements were careful, deliberate—not too fast, not too slow. He wanted to see his father's reaction.

Rick's father's eyes were glued to the glass, his knuckles turning white as he clenched his fists under the table. His nails dug into his palms, drawing a bit of blood. He was barely keeping it together, his true intentions masked by a facade of fatherly concern.

Rick took a moment to savor the look of anticipation on his father's face. Then, with one swift motion, he tipped the glass and let the cool watermelon juice touch his lips. Ignoring the system's frantic warnings in his head, he chugged the entire glass.

The liquid was refreshing, the sweet, familiar taste a stark contrast to the bitterness of the situation. As he set the empty glass down with a soft thud, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

Rick's father's eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he composed himself. "How does it taste, Rick?" he asked, his voice tight and strained.

Rick leaned back in his chair, letting out a satisfied sigh. "Delicious," he replied casually, as if they were discussing nothing more than the weather. "Always loved your watermelon juice, Dad."

Jemimah glanced between the two men, sensing something was off but not quite understanding what. "What's going on?" she asked hesitantly.

Rick shot her a quick reassuring smile. "Nothing to worry about, Jemimah. Just a little father-son bonding."

Rick's father forced a chuckle, but it sounded hollow. "Yes, just a bit of bonding," he agreed.

[Flashback Ends]

The flashback ended, and Rick's focus returned to the road ahead. The memory of his father's betrayal still burned in his mind, but he felt a strange sense of calm. He had faced the danger head-on, refusing to let fear or anger control him.

As he drove towards Willowbrook, he thought about what lay ahead. He needed to confront his father and deal with the situation once and for all. He couldn't let his father's actions go unpunished, but he also knew he had to be smart about it.

Rick's thoughts were interrupted by the system's voice.

[Ahh... Master, you turned out out such a softie. Couldn't even kill an enemy who was out there to get you.]

[You should have nipped the trouble when it was budding. Who knows, how fast it will bloom]

[If this is how you are going to take care of the mess going forward. I don't know how long will you survive.]

[Your predecessor. He would have chopped of his father's head even without the rewards. He must be very disappointed.]

"I don't need you to teach me," Rick snapped, a frown forming on his face. "Know your place and let me do what I need to."

The tension in the car was palpable as Rick continued, his voice growing more intense. "Even if that man wanted to kill me, there is no denying that he 'was' my father. He was once my mother's husband."

He paused for a moment, his eyes darkening with a mix of anger and determination. "I gave him a chance. If his judgment isn't completely clouded, he should know where to stop."

Rick took a deep breath, his fists clenching at his sides. "But if he doesn't learn and continues to stoop lower and lower, I will handle it my way. And trust me, it won't be pretty."

Hearing his master's heated words, the system remained silent for a moment, processing the gravity of the situation. Then, it finally spoke again.

[Very well, Master. But remember, since you did not complete the quest, you won't be able to use the system for the next 24-hours.]

[Think of it as sending your beloved servant on a vacation. Thank you, Master]

[Well, then, I will see you tomo...]

"I don't think that 1-hour is still up for the quest," Rick interrupted the cheerful system, "Don't you slack off my faithful servant," Rick reminded the system.

"So before you go, like a loyal servant get me something to get rid of this rat poison, will you."

[But only 1 minute is...]

"Thank you, my dear beloved servant" And with that, Rick ended the conversation.

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