Jason tilted her chin up, forcing her to et his eyes. "You’re everything to too, Emily," he said, his tone low and deliberate. "And because of that, I want to work hard to protect what we have." As he said this, he had no idea, but his eyes glowed slightly as he activated the Skill: [Emperor’s Gaze].
This was a Skill he had recently picked up. He wanted to test it out right now. After all the ability to literally implant deas straight into soone’s mind, a manner of mind control, was incredible to Jason, and he could never imagine ever getting into his mind sothing like that.
Emily’s breath hitched. Jason’s words were designed to resonate deeply, embedding themselves in her thoughts. By associating her feelings of safety and love with his presence, Jason subtly reinforced her dependency on him. This was Anchoring at the highest level.
Funnily enough, the best tis to implant suggestions were right before sleep, and right after sex. This might be the perfect ti. And combined with [Emperor’s Gaze] all of it ca together to create sothing incredible.
She responded with a shy nod, her lips parting as if to speak, but Jason silenced her with a soft kiss. Better not let her have so kind of objection or anything like that. The kiss deepened, drawing them into a world where nothing else existed but the shared heat between them. When they finally broke apart, Jason’s gaze darkened with intent.
"Emily, you trust , don’t you?" His voice was velvet, smooth and persuasive. "You’ll always do everything I say," Jason said his eyes glowing again. He had only activated it for a split second back then, but now he wanted to ensure that it worked. He would activate it a bit longer this ti too.
Her eyes went hazy for a mont, her mind instinctively yielding to his question. "Of course," she whispered, her tone almost trance-like.
Jason smirked inwardly. In that fleeting second, his Emperor’s Gaze had worked. A command had been implanted, subtle but effective. He had carefully layered his words to guide her subconscious without her conscious awareness. From now on, whenever he looked at her, she might never be able to go against him.
Jason almost felt bad for Thomas Grayson. The man was an idiot. He was a loser too. He wondered what had happened between them After all, the last ti, Emily had been held back from being herself, she was suppressed to even forcing herself to think of herself as shy.
There was no such thing as a shy person. There was only learned behaviour. As long as Jason eliminated it, and extinguished it from the root, he was sure to get a ton of results, and he was sure to win. Now was the best ti to do this too, especially since the only person Emily could rely on was Jason. Jason had no problem with that. No problem at all.
"Good," Jason murmured, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "Then stay by my side, no matter what. Promise ." Jason looked her deep in the eyes as he said this, looking to once again activate that state he had anchored with the look in his eyes.
Emily’s lips quivered as she nodded, her voice a hushed pledge. "I’ll never leave you."
Satisfied, Jason kissed her forehead before rising from the bed. "Co with ," he said. "There’s sothing I want to show you. You’re not going to be live streaming anymore, right?" Jason said, testing it out.
"I... Are we going sowhere?" Emily asked Jason. Jason gazed at her and smirked. She had accepted it so easily. How incredible. Jason gave her a nod, and she imdiately scuttled away like so scared cat. She was still wearing the costu though at that mont. Which was kinda fun to Jason.
Emily’s cheeks reddened as she ducked into the bathroom, mumbling about needing a quick shower. Jason leaned back, his sharp eyes scanning the room while the sound of running water filled the air. She was a good girl… He was not too greedy for wanting a good girl like her right? And as for the commands he was going to give her from then on... well that was all sothing he could work on later.
A few minutes later, she peeked out shyly, a towel wrapped around her petite fra.
"Are you… going to shower too?" she asked, her voice tinged with nervous excitent.
Jason stood, his movent deliberate. "Only if I can join you," he teased, his tone a perfect blend of playful and commanding.
Emily’s blush deepened as she scurried back into the bathroom, her laughter a soft lody echoing against the tiles. Monts like these were great, Jason thought, but his mind never truly rested. Jason chuckled as he stood up to join her in the shower.
He had thought he was going to go to the office today, but maybe it would be his day off. He would tell Samantha about it later. He was sure she would understand. After all, he owned the fucking company. And his people were working perfectly too. What would she say to him? Co to work or I’ll fire you? What a joke.
Anyway, Jason was not too nervous. Rather, he was looking forward to this off-day. Jason never took any days off. Even on that day, he was working, it was just in ways that were not for his bank account, but for his balance in a different account.
After having fun in the shower, giggling and laughing as they touched and kissed each other, they soon ca out and got dressed thereafter leaving. On his way out, Jason noticed sothing as he passed by Thomas Grayson’s apartnt. The plants were wilting... Whatever. He was probably a bit depressed. Anyway, that had nothing to do with him.
They got in his car and began driving through the city in Jason’s sleek black car, the hum of the engine a soothing background to their conversation. Emily’s eyes sparkled as she admired the luxury around her.
"Jason, how did you manage to get sothing like this?" she asked her tone a mixture of awe and curiosity.
Jason smirked, glancing at her. "I’m just that capable," he replied, his voice dripping with confidence. Turning to her, and looking her deep in the eyes again, he continued. "Rember that."
Emily’s admiration was palpable, her gaze fixed on him as though he were a figure carved from myth. Jason reached over, brushing his fingers against her cheek. The small gesture made her heart flutter, reinforcing the bond he’d ticulously cultivated.
Jason had put so many anchors in place for good and bad behaviour in his won by now, and he could activate them whenever he wished to keep them in the state he wanted them to be in. It was kind of ssed up, but it was also kind of impressive. Jason did not do this to control them, he did this to make sure they were always at their best selves.
As they drove deeper into the city’s industrial outskirts, Emily’s excitent turned to confusion. "Where are we going?" she asked, her voice hesitant.
Jason’s lips curved into a cryptic smile. "To roast a pig."
Emily blinked, unsure if he was joking. But Jason’s expression remained inscrutable, leaving her both intrigued and uneasy. The tension in the air thickened as they pulled into a dimly lit warehouse. Emily looked around at this place. What the hell was going on? What was this?
Jason got out of the car, and Emily followed him out and they both headed over, making sure to look around for anyone… Okay… there was noone here. He couldnt help but look at his stats one more ti.
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Na: Jason Cross
MC (Master Coins): 700
Level: 30
Abilities:
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Aura: 1.7/4.3
Programr Access Level: [ntality and Ideas 1A],
thods: [Sex God thod], [Fighting God thod], [Business God thod], [Unknown thod]
Skills: [Emperors Gaze]
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