Neurolink System in the Modern World

As she stood there, she seemed momentarily stunned by my words, her composure cracking.

"W — What are you talking about?" she stammered.

"Don't be too defensive. I know that you already have some doubts," I teased, attempting to plant seeds of suspicion. With every word, I earned EXP and enjoyed the process.

[Suggestion: Success]

"So it's true?" she asked, her shoulders trembled, and her once-confident posture crumbled as she leaned against the rooftop's railing for support.

'Could it be that her fiancé is actually cheating on her?' I muttered to myself. Well, you know what they say about guys with smug looks – they tend to have more side chicks than a rooster has feathers.

"Yes" I nodded.

[Suggestion: Success]

"Is it that student? That... bitch!" She gritted her teeth, her anger evident as she recalled the person, she had been suspecting all this time.

'Oh, so he's having an affair with a student,' I thought to myself, shaking my head in disappointment.

'What an immoral man. How can someone whose duty is to provide guidance do that to their student? That's just sick. Some people are simply too immoral to comprehend.'

"I'm afraid so," I replied, emphasizing my point.

[Suggestion: Success]

"That bitch! I knew it!" She started getting hysterical and turned away, ready to run. I don't have to be a genius to figure out what she was planning.

[Ding]

[Ding]

[Ding]

The constant flow of EXP was like music to my ears, so I can't just let her go yet.

"Stop. "

[Suggestion: Success]

She came to an abrupt stop, firmly rooted in place.

"What do you want? I need to talk to that bitch. She stole my fiancé from me!" She yelled at me.

I couldn't help but be taken aback by her violent reaction.

'Is this the frustration of a woman in love? Scary,' I thought to myself. This was just too much. Or maybe I was the crazy one for not understanding women's emotions. Her reaction was even more exaggerated than those romantic drama I had watched.

And why was she attacking the other girl? Shouldn't she go and confront her fiancé instead?

I contemplated on using my suggestion to instantly win her over, but the recent system update had piqued my interest.

It rewarded me with more experience points for eliciting reactions without using my skills. While it wasn't as big as getting it from "Titled Virgins", it was still higher than the norm.

"Attacking your fiancé's lover won't solve anything. In the worst-case scenario, he might choose her over you," I said, shaking my head, trying to appear like a concerned citizen.

"And even if she chooses you, how can you be sure that he won't cheat again? Remember, a cheater will always be a cheater," I added.

"So, I should just let them be? Let her steal him from me? " She replied, a hint of defiance in her eyes.

"I never said that" I replied, getting even closer. She had to tilt her head up to meet my gaze.

"What exactly do you mean, then?" she asked, frustration still etched across her face.

"How about fighting fire with fire? He cheated on you, so you should also cheat on him," I gave her some sound advice.

"Are you out of your mind?" she berated me.

"I really like you. Honestly, I fell for you the minute I laid eyes on you," I leaned in, whispering sweet words into her ear.

She didn't pull away right away, so I figured she didn't really mind this kind of attention.

"I... I would never do that," she pushed me away, catching me off guard. "I can't betray him," she added.

'She's more loyal than I thought,' I muttered to myself as I realized I might have misjudged her. But instead of thinking of backing down, my desire for her ignited even further. Something inside me wanted her more and more.

Sure, she could be rude and snappy with others, but her loyalty was rock-solid. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I'm pretty easy on the eyes and still young, so finding a woman able to resist my charm was a rare sight.

"I need to go," she turned away and started to walk hurriedly. My instinct kicked in, and without thinking, I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me.

"What are you doing!" she exclaimed.

But before she could say another word, I leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips. She attempted to push me away, but I persisted, holding her tightly in my embrace.

I could feel her resistance as she pounded my shoulders with her hands, but the moment I used my tongue, her resistance dwindled, and she began to yield, giving me more control.

"Please stop this," she said after I released her lips. I could see my saliva in her mouth, which made her appear more enticing. Those eyes, which still hinted at opposing me, made that kiss even more fulfilling.

"No chance. I want you to be mine," I shrugged, going in for another kiss.

She tried to slap me, but I caught her hand and pressed her against the rooftop railings. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes blazed with anger. I could sense her struggling against my grip, her body tense with frustration.

I could see the mixture of emotions in her eyes – anger, frustration, and a hint of being tempted. Yet, she didn't look away. There was a certain intensity to her gaze that intrigued me.

"You're quite the stubborn one, aren't you?" I teased, leaning closer, our faces mere inches apart.

She didn't respond, her breathing heavy as she continued to meet my gaze.

I released her hands, allowing her to pull away if she wished. The tension between us was visible, and I couldn't help but wonder how she would ultimately choose to resolve it.

"I love you more than he ever could, you know," I confessed.

My confession caught her off guard, and she blinked in surprise. Her features softened, and it seemed like some of the tension in her body melted away.

"That doesn't change anything," she said, her voice wavering slightly.

"Perhaps not now," I replied with a sly grin, "but things can change."

"I…" Before she could respond, I leaned in again capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. This time, she didn't resist.