Supreme Casanova: Ultimate Harem System

Hugo stepped out of the pool, dripping wet, but grinning like he'd just won the lottery. His heart was practically doing backflips as he glanced over at the beautiful girl beside him.

Her skin glistened in the sunlight, and she shot him a playful smile that made Hugo feel like he'd just unlocked a secret level in the game of life.

"Alright," he muttered to himself, his heart racing with excitement. 'Please, gods of destiny, of fate, and all things that govern romance, let this be my night. If I can score even half a win here... I'll be forever grateful. Please, don't let anything ruin this!'

He looked up to the sky like he was about to get a sign from above. Envisioning his prayer being carried by wind and whispered into the heavens.

Just as Hugo was about to make his grand escape with his potential romantic conquest, a familiar, booming voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Yo, bro!" It was the muscular guy—the one who had thrown Hugo into the pool earlier like he was some kind of rubber ducky. The guy marched over like he owned the place, his muscles bulging and his grin way too confident.

Hugo groaned inwardly. 'Not this guy. Not now. Why can't he just let me live?!'

The dude clapped him on the back, nearly sending Hugo crashing forward into the pool again. "You in for a game of pool volleyball with the guys?" he asked, flashing a grin so wide it looked like he was trying to eat Hugo's face.

Hugo took a deep breath and pasted on a calm smile, even though inside, he was cursing this guy's entire existence.

"Nah, man, I've got... plans," he said, trying to subtly point to the girl beside him, who was now giving him a look that suggested she was enjoying the drama.

Hugo's confidence was rising again. I've got this. I've totally got this.

But the guy wasn't backing down. He planted himself directly in front of Hugo like he was guarding the only exit to freedom. "Come on, bro! You can't ditch the bros like that. It's volleyball, man! You know, bro code."

'Oh, great. The bro code. Seriously? Would bro code save my life?! This guy's like the villain in some cheesy webnovel trying to take over my protagonist moment!' Hugo thought wildly.

He started thinking of his own dramatic inner monologue: 'The villain has come to ruin my perfect night. I will not let him succeed!'

"I really appreciate the offer, man," Hugo said, his voice smooth and calm. "But, uh, tonight's kind of a special... personal mission."

The guy raised an eyebrow. "A personal mission?" He looked genuinely confused, which made Hugo internally fist pump. Yeah, just keep playing clueless.

Hugo's voice dropped an octave, and he leaned in, his eyes wide and serious. "Yeah. It's a life-changing mission, man. You know, one of those moments that'll determine the fate of... well, my evening."

He gave a dramatic pause for effect. "I'm on a quest. A quest for... true happiness. And I really can't afford to get distracted. You know what I mean?" He shot a wink at the girl, who was now smirking at Hugo's ridiculousness but clearly intrigued.

The muscular guy just blinked at him, still looking lost. "Bro, what are you even talking about?"

Hugo took a deep breath, realizing he was getting way too into the drama. But hey, it was working. He quickly gathered himself.

"Look, bro. I'm on the verge of something... important. Something that could change my whole life. I've got to seize the moment, you know? And if I fail, I'll never forgive myself. So... I gotta go now."

The guy looked at him for a long moment, scratching his head like he was trying to figure out if Hugo was insane or just very committed to this "quest for happiness."

With a shrug, he finally gave in. "Alright, alright. Go do your... thing. But next time, we're playing volleyball."

Hugo gave him a quick wave and stepped aside, trying not to look too relieved. 'Victory! The villain has been defeated!'

With that, he grabbed the girl's hand and led her towards the mansion. They ascended the stairs, passing room after room. Each door they checked was occupied, and Hugo's confidence slowly started to deflate.

'Come on, don't change your mind... Please don't change your mind.'

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of checking rooms, they found an empty one. Hugo could barely contain his excitement, and he shot a quick glance at the girl.

"This is it," he said, trying to play it cool. "The moment. Let's make it happen."

They entered the room, and the girl pushed him gently onto the bed. His heart was pounding like a drum, and he was trying not to trip over his own feet.

She loosened the knot behind her bikini bra, and the flimsy material fell to the floor with a silent thud.

Her massive breasts bounced miraculously in front of Hugo and he unknowingly gulped.

They were so beautiful! They were not too big or too small, just the right amount of size. But those nipples looked especially delicious!

She stood over him with a mischievous glint in her eye, and Hugo knew this was it—the moment he had been hoping for.

The girl slowly walked towards him, her movements deliberate. She held eye contact the entire time, making Hugo's head spin. His heart was racing, and his palms were getting sweaty.

Then, without warning, she knelt down in front of him. Hugo's breath hitched. 'This was real. It was happening!'

And in that moment, as she slowly lowered his boxers, Hugo's mind went completely blank.

All his thoughts swirled into a tornado of excitement and disbelief. This was a dream come true... except it felt way too real.

"Wait," he thought, staring down at her. This is real. Is this really happening? His body froze, and he couldn't tell if he was still dreaming or if this was some unbelievable reality he'd somehow lucked into.

But before Hugo could gather his thoughts, the girl leaned forward and—