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Chapter 85: The Motivation for Training
🕑 Added 2025-09-19 11:28:49 +0000 UTCThe Wednesday morning sun streamed softly through the kitchen window, creating a bright and warm atmosphere. A complex, fragrant aroma filled the air... It was the smell of coffee, crispy bacon, and the sweet scent of fluffy pancakes drizzled with luscious honey. It was the perfect, peaceful morning.
Owen and Rosy had just come up from the basement, with Talia in her maid outfit following quietly and demurely behind. The moment they entered the kitchen, they found Alicia humming happily as she set the breakfast table... a sly smile on her face.
When she turned and saw the three of them, she feigned surprise, her beautiful eyes widening slightly.
"My, my! Is Owen still here? I thought you'd have gone home last night," she said, looking at Rosy with an undisguisedly teasing gaze. "Does this mean he was with my daughter all night? Goodness... you teenagers really are full of energy, aren't you~"
Those words made Rosy, who was about to sit down at the table, flush as red as a ripe tomato. She quickly waved her hands in denial. "N-No, it's not like that, Mom! We didn't do what you're thinking! He... he was just helping me with a university project! Right, Owen!?" She turned to Owen, her eyes pleading for help.
Just as Owen was about to open his mouth to help her explain, Alicia cut him off.
"A project, you say? What kind of project makes such... loud... 'thumping'... noises all night long?" She covered her mouth and giggled. "I heard the bed shaking so much I couldn't sleep... I suppose your project must have been very intense... hehehe~"
Her eyes made it clear she didn't believe the excuse one bit and had already imagined the two of them "working on their project" fiercely all night.
Talia sat meekly at the dining table in her maid outfit. She could only keep her head down in embarrassment; Alicia's words were hitting a little too close to home for her. She didn't dare to meet anyone's eyes, secretly listening to the "family" conversation with a mix of alienation and warmth. As for Owen, he could only give a dry smile and scratch his head awkwardly. He tried to change the subject to help Rosy, but it seemed to be a futile effort.
After a breakfast filled with teasing that almost made Rosy bury her face in her plate of pancakes, Owen felt this was the best opportunity to escape the adorable battlefield. He quickly stood up, thanked them, and said his goodbyes. "The food was delicious, Alicia, but I have to go now. I have some important business to take care of."
Of course, the queen of the house, Alicia, wasn't about to let this golden opportunity slip away. She rose with a graceful air, walked around the table to Owen, then stood on her tiptoes and planted a loud kiss on his cheek! "Travel safely, my love" she whispered in his ear, before pulling back and giving him a sly wink. "And... don't forget to come 'work on projects' with my daughter more often"
That was the last straw that made Rosy's volcano of patience erupt!
SLAM!
The sound of Rosy's palm slamming on the dining table echoed loudly. She shot up, grabbed Owen's collar with fiery eyes, and pulled him into a deep and passionate kiss right in front of her mother. It wasn't a sweet kiss, but a kiss of "territorial declaration," both fierce and hungry. Her tongue wantonly invaded his mouth as if to assert her ownership.
Mwah! Smooch! Smooch~
She pulled away, panting slightly, before turning to yell at her mother with a crimson face. "He's my boyfriend, Mom! Don't you dare be so forward with him!"
The sight made Alicia burst out laughing with delight. She clutched her stomach and laughed until she bent over, tears welling at the corners of her eyes. "Oh my... hahaha!" Her teasing plan had succeeded beyond her wildest expectations.
Owen, standing in the middle of the mother-daughter duo, felt like a precious treasure being fought over. Seeing that a second war was about to erupt, he quickly gave Talia an almost imperceptible nod before speaking quickly. "Let's go, Talia!" Then he made a hasty retreat from the battlefield.
Talia, who had been sitting quietly, quickly stood up, bowed beautifully but rapidly to everyone, and followed Owen out of the house, leaving Rosy to face her cunning mother alone.
Alicia stopped laughing and turned to her pouting daughter with a sweet smile...
"Alright now... why don't you tell your dear mother if that 'project' you worked on all night... was 'completed' successfully?~"
…..
The soft sound of an international pop song played from the car's speakers, creating a relaxing atmosphere that was a complete contradiction to the thoughts racing through Owen's head. He was focused on steering the SUV as it moved smoothly along the road. The scenery outside the window slowly changed from the quiet suburbs to the luxurious and modern skyscrapers of the city center.
In his mind... the plan that had just formed a few hours ago was being refined into something sharper... 'Building a harem army'... Iris's words still echoed in his thoughts. It was an ambitious and difficult idea, but for him... there was a very high chance he could make it a reality.
If he could make Talia and Victoria stronger under Nova's training... it wouldn't just be about having more women by his side, but about building his own true "power base."
He glanced at the passenger seat... Talia, in her jet-black maid outfit, sat perfectly straight and demure, her hands folded neatly in her lap. But her soft pink eyes shone with an unconcealed happiness and excitement. This was the first time she had been out on a mission to serve her master. It was the highest honor, making her small heart swell with pride. She felt as if her status had been promoted from just a "broodmother" to an important "personal maid."
Not long after, the SUV pulled up in front of an apartment building in the city center. Owen turned off the engine before signaling to Talia. They got out of the car and walked straight to the main entrance.
The atmosphere inside the lobby was quiet and private. They took the elevator to their target floor and walked to the door of Jessica's room. Owen held the key card to the sensor. A soft unlocking sound was heard... and when he opened the door, he was met with an unexpected sight…
The sight of Victoria, in an ivory satin dress, clinging to Jessica, who was trying to focus on her work at the dining table. It was a scene of strange chaos.
"Please... Jessica... just let me squeeze your nipples... Please... please~" Victoria's hoarse and deliberately overly-sexy, pleading voice sounded as she rested her face on the red-haired woman's shoulder.
"I'm working, Victoria," Jessica replied in a voice that was trying its best to be calm, but her temples were visibly throbbing.
"Then... just a kiss... just one little kiss~" Victoria wouldn't give up. She moved her face closer, intending to steal a kiss from Jessica's tightly pressed lips.
"Ahem!"
Owen cleared his throat softly, making Victoria jolt as if electrocuted. She whipped her head around to look at him, her eyes changing instantly. From the seductive gaze of a moment ago, it now became one of complete longing and submission. She willingly let go of Jessica and quickly knelt on the carpet, gracefully and softly, awaiting his command.
Jessica took off her glasses and gently massaged the bridge of her nose before looking up at Owen with a tired smile. "Thanks for coming... I was about to tie her to the table leg."
Owen walked past Victoria's kneeling form straight to Jessica, leaning down to give her a deep and heartfelt kiss as a greeting. It was a gentle yet firm kiss, an assertion of who the truly important person in this room was, all under the blazing, envious, and longing gaze of Victoria, who watched from below.
After a brief greeting, Owen gestured to introduce Talia to everyone formally. "Jessica, Victoria... this is Talia," he said simply, before turning to the maid. "And Talia... this is Jessica and Victoria. You are all important women to me, so get to know each other~"
After the brief introductions, Owen turned to give Victoria a command in a casual tone. "Go change into your workout clothes, Victoria. We're going out."
"Yes... Master," Victoria accepted the command obediently, without argument. She rose gracefully and disappeared into the bedroom.
Not long after, she returned with a completely different look... A luxury brand sports bra and tight-fitting leggings in jet black, accentuating every square inch of her perfect, Greek-goddess-like proportions. It was the image of a powerful and elegant female athlete.
And in that moment, Victoria came face-to-face with Talia... It was a silent assessment between the two slave girls.
Victoria looked at the small maid before her... Her eyes showed an undeniable curiosity as she saw the glint in the other's eyes... It wasn't the gaze of someone being forced, but of a firm and pure faith. 'This kind of loyalty...' she thought. 'Master... where did you find someone like this?'
Meanwhile, Talia met her gaze with a respectful one... She could clearly see the hidden power and elegance in the other woman. 'Beautiful... and strong!' Talia thought with admiration. 'As expected of someone Master chose! He is truly amazing to have such a powerful woman by his side!'
There was no tense atmosphere or war of nerves... only a silent understanding that was forming between them. They were both the precious property of the same man.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," they both said at the same time with polite and sincere smiles. The atmosphere immediately relaxed.
Owen, who had been observing quietly, smiled with satisfaction before giving Jessica a short goodbye. "I'm heading out now. I'll call you later," he said, nodding to his two women as a signal. "Let's go."
Victoria and Talia responded in their minds in unison, before following Owen out of the room in an orderly fashion, leaving Jessica to watch the three of them go with a tired yet amused smile... 'Damn it... I've really become part of a harem, haven't I...'
…..
Inside the moving SUV, the once-lively and understanding atmosphere between the two girls had suddenly transformed into a silent competition. Talia, in the passenger seat, held her head high, flaunting her proximity to their master at Victoria, while Victoria, in the back seat, could only narrow her eyes at Talia's annoying posture. She could only cross her arms and stare out the window with an irritated look.
Owen, at the wheel... clearly felt this uncomfortable static electricity. He could feel the shifting emotions of the two women through his psychic connection with them... and he smirked slyly. He didn't plan to stop them... on the contrary, he saw this as a golden "opportunity" to be exploited.
He let the silence work for a moment before speaking, his voice flat but filled with an authority that instantly broke the invisible war of nerves.
"From now on... I will be training both of you."
Those words made both of them turn to look at him at the same time.
"I need you to become stronger... not just to protect yourselves, but so you can be my strength and help me in the future."
He glanced at Victoria in the rearview mirror, meeting her still-cloudy blue eyes directly, before speaking as if he could read her mind. "I know what you're like, Victoria... You hate training... you don't like hardship... Just the thought of sweat and muscle pain probably disgusts you, right?"
Those words, which hit so close to home, made Victoria flinch slightly, but she couldn't deny it.
"Therefore... I have a special offer for you," Owen continued, his voice now as seductive as a demon making a deal. "I will set 'reward and punishment' conditions designed especially for you."
He paused to let her absorb it, before announcing the first condition... the "reward."
"If you train hard and meet the criteria I set for each day... that night... you will receive a passionate reward from me... everything you desire... every touch you crave... I will give it all to you until you are satisfied."
Just hearing the word "reward" made Victoria's pupils dilate instantly. Her breath hitched, her body suddenly flushing hot. The memory of a pleasure so intense it had almost made her lose consciousness came flooding back to her.
But Owen didn't stop there. He announced the second condition... the "punishment."
"But..." his voice grew noticeably colder, "...if you fail... for whatever reason... you will not have sex with me that night... For the entire 24 hours after that, there will be no physical contact whatsoever. My fingertips will not touch your skin at all... Do you understand?"
It was the cruelest punishment for her right now! To be denied the thing her body and soul were so intensely addicted to!
The offer made Victoria's eyes blaze! Her hatred for training was incinerated in an instant, replaced by a fierce determination that seemed to burn through everything! She leaned forward, gripping the back of the driver's seat tightly, and answered, her voice firm and slightly breathless, "I will do my best... Master! I will never disappoint you!"
Meanwhile, Talia, who had heard the entire conversation, felt as if she had been pushed out of the loop. Her earlier pride vanished, replaced by a feeling of inferiority. Her gaze saddened slightly. ‘A reward… is it only for Victoria? What about me… Am I not important enough to receive a reward from Master?’
Owen, who had noticed every reaction, turned from the road for a moment. He reached out his free right hand and placed it on Talia's head, gently stroking her soft, silky hair. The simple gesture was like a divine nectar to her soul.
"As for you... my important broodmother..." he said, his voice warm and gentle, a stark contrast to the one he had used with Victoria. "Don't you worry, you will receive a reward as well…"
Talia looked up at him, her eyes filled with hope.
"Every time you grow stronger... every time your power level increases... you will receive a reward from me, just like Victoria... The stronger you get, the more special your reward will be... because you are a critical foundation of my army, Talia."
Those words healed Talia's heart completely! All her feelings of inferiority vanished, replaced by a blissful smile and an enthusiasm that was second to none. She held her head high again, but this time it wasn't out of arrogance, but a determination that shone from her very core. "Yes! Master! I will do my absolute best for you! I will become the strongest foundation you could ever have!"
Owen brought his hand back to the steering wheel. He looked at the image of his two slave girls in the rearview mirror... one in the back clenching her fists with fiery eyes, the other in the passenger seat sitting straight with a blissful smile... Now, both of them were filled with a motivation and a competitive spirit that had been fully ignited.
He smiled with satisfaction.
'A war of nerves... if used correctly, it can be an excellent motivator... beneficial to both them and me.'
His initial plan to motivate and control both of them... had been a spectacular success.
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