Lust System: Harem In Two Different Timelines-Chapter 77: Bellamores

Yasin looked up at Miara, who was hiding at the stairs on the second floor and peeking at him. The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he stood up and walked toward her.

It wasn’t just Yasin who felt that Miara was interested in him. Even Adrian had sensed it.

From Adrian’s memories, Yasin discovered that although Adrian had a faint affection for Miara, he had always treated her more like a sister, keeping a certain distance due to his own insecurities.

Faced with Miara’s kindness, Adrian, who was awkward and self-deprecating, often ended up hurting her unintentionally.

Reviewing their dynamic, Yasin couldn’t help but mentally call Adrian an idiot.

With his looks and family background, Adrian could have had any woman he wanted—yet his emotional incompetence held him back.

If Adrian had been in GHSDSA in his past life, Yasin estimated he’d have been doomed to loneliness.

Of course, that assumed Adrian had a XCXCKSD appearance.

Given how some women in GHSDSA idolized foreigners, a handsome European-American man like Adrian would have had admirers regardless of his personality.

As Yasin approached, Miara turned away quickly, retreating into her room.

The Crawford villa was spacious, with the first-floor hall buzzing with noise while the second floor remained quiet.

Yasin walked to Miara’s door, which was slightly ajar, soft light spilling through the crack.

He knocked gently.

"The door’s open... you can come in," came Miara’s slightly nervous voice.

Yasin pushed the door open.

Miara sat at the desk, her back to him, shoulders tense.

"Happy birthday, Miara," Yasin said warmly, stepping inside.

Miara turned, her expression a mix of surprise and hesitation.

Yasin smiled. "I’ve been thinking a lot lately. There’s something I need to tell you."

Miara’s eyes flickered with curiosity. "What is it?"

Her breath hitched, cheeks flushing. "Adrian... you mean that?"

"I do. I’ve been a fool, pushing you away because I didn’t think I deserved you. But I can’t keep pretending anymore."

Yasin stepped closer, gently taking her hand. "I don’t want to waste any more time. Will you be my girlfriend?"

For a moment, she seemed to stop breathing. Then, a slow, radiant smile spread across her face.

"Yes," she whispered.

Just then, Presley’s voice called from outside. "Miara! Adrian! Time for cake!"

Miara startled, quickly smoothing her dress.

Yasin grinned. "Let’s go. We’ll talk more later."

Downstairs, the party was in full swing. The massive five-tier cake stood at the center, candles flickering as everyone gathered around.

Miara, now composed, took her place beside it, surrounded by family and friends.

As the birthday song filled the room, Yasin’s gaze drifted across the crowd—lingering on Lena, then Claudia, before settling on Neita Bellamores, who sat alone, sipping wine with a faint frown.

Noticing her isolation, Yasin made his way over.

Perhaps because it was her first time joining this circle, Neita Bellamores was left out.

Almost all those attending the party today are big names in the modeling and entertainment circles.

Although Neita Bellamores is a new reality show star, her status is still far inferior to other actresses and supermodels present.

Almost all the wealthy and powerful people attending the party were surrounding Lena and the five supermodels.

Especially Claudia and Lena, there was almost a long line of men who wanted to invite them to dance.

Compared with Lena and the five supermodels who are tall, charming and noble, in such occasions, Neita Bellamores’s status cannot compare with them.

Moreover, even her temperament and appearance were overshadowed by the brilliance of Lena and the five supermodels.

Almost any woman is jealous.

Seeing Lena and Claudia being courted and flattered by the male guests, Neita Bellamores felt envious but also a little jealous.

Yasin observed Neita Bellamores for a moment.

He could guess a thing or two from Neita Bellamores’s expression.

Neita is only about 1.5 meters tall. Even if she wears high heels, she still cannot compare with Lena and the top five supermodels.

Standing next to these people, Neita looked like a short person.

However, Neita’s breasts looked very full, and they seemed to be about to burst out under the push-up of her bra.

Her round and plump buttocks, set against her height, looked somewhat shocking.

Although this figure cannot be compared with that of supermodels, it is a good gun mount.

This kind of porn star, who is not tall but has big breasts and a fat butt, is absolutely first-class when fucked.

Especially the huge fat buttocks and towering wheat-colored breasts, pressing on it, the feeling is absolutely exhilarating.

In addition, the Bellamores family has five sluts with absolutely first-class figures and looks, top-notch gun mounts!

Each of them is a sexy beauty among women.

Plus Neita’s mother, Krisha Meisha.

This is simply a luxurious sex package.

There are six members in the Bellamores family, and almost all of them are stunners, with big breasts and fat buttocks, and they look coquettish and lustful.

Just look at the men these women look for.

Either an athlete or a bodybuilder.

He’s afraid most men can’t handle a woman like this!

Thinking of this, Yasin felt that it was very necessary for him to get to know Neita Bellamores.

Holding up the wine glass, Yasin walked to Neita Bellamores with a smile, raised the wine glass to Neita Bellamores and said, "Ms. Bellamores, I’m glad to meet you here. I like your reality show "Keeping Up with the Bellamores" very much. I am your fan."

Neita, who was in a daze, heard that her fan appeared here, and turned around excitedly. But when she saw that there was a little boy standing next to her, she couldn’t help feeling a little depressed.

"Hello! I’m glad to meet you here too. May I ask who you are?"

Although Neita Bellamores was a little frustrated, anyone who could attend such a party was definitely not simple. As a new star, Neita was still very cautious.

This time, Neita attended the private party at Kiara Ford’s home at the request of her mother Christine. Her main purpose was to get better in touch with the upper-class people in this circle and obtain more resources.

Although the little boy in front of her looked only twelve or thirteen years old, Neita could guarantee that the boy’s parents were definitely not simple people.

If Neita could enter a higher circle through the little boy’s parents, her goal this time would be achieved.

"I’m Adrian Brandt, Vivian Sinclair’s son." Yasin introduced himself.

Hearing that Yasin was Vivian’s son, Neita’s eyes clearly sparkled. She warmly invited Yasin to sit down and said, "Mr. Brant, your mother is my idol. If there is a chance, I hope you can introduce me to your father, Mr. Brant, and your mother, Mrs. Brant."

As a model herself, Neita is naturally very familiar with Vivian, the legend in the supermodel world.

Of course, media tycoon Harry Brant, Vivian’s husband, is the big shot that Neita wants to meet.

At this point, Neita seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Are you Mrs. Brant’s eldest son?"

"Yes." Yasin said truthfully.

The next moment, Yasin clearly saw a flash of disappointment in Neita’s eyes. Her original enthusiasm suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a hint of disdain.

Almost everyone in the circle knew about the rumor that Vivian’s eldest son was an illegitimate child.

As an illegitimate child, Adrian not only has no status in the Brant family, but has also never been well-liked.

Neita is aware of this.

Since he is Vivian’s illegitimate child, he is of no use to Neita.

Neita’s enthusiasm suddenly vanished, and she seemed a little impatient instead.

Although the little boy in front of him looked handsome, he was not interested in this kind of girl at all.

The men she likes are all strong and muscular.

"This woman is too powerful and too realistic." Yasin defined Neita’s character in his mind.

Obviously, Neita thought he was just a child, so she didn’t hide her inner attitude.

So, when she learned that Yasin was Vivian’s illegitimate son, she did not take Yasin seriously.

This made Yasin feel a little unhappy, but also made him more determined to conquer this slut Neita.

"I’m not feeling well, so I’ll stay with you for now, Mr. Adrian." Neita picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Yasin, then leaned back on the sofa.

Yasin smiled indifferently and did not argue too much. To deal with a realistic woman like Neita, only money and power could make her submit to him obediently.

Now is not the time.

Yasin drank the red wine in the glass, then turned around and returned to his seat.

At this moment, Lena Whitmore and Keith Urban finished a dance and walked towards the bathroom outside the hall with elegant and proud steps.

Seeing this opportunity, Yasin’s eyes suddenly lit up. He put down his wine glass, stood up naturally, and after Lena disappeared through the side door, he naturally walked towards the bathroom.

He had been waiting for this opportunity to be alone with Lena!

The atmosphere in the hall was still very lively. Everyone was toasting each other, or dancing gracefully on the stage with their partners.

No one noticed that Yasin suddenly disappeared from the sofa.

Keith Urban walked down from the stage, picked up his glass, and chatted with Rand Berg.

Keith Urban is full of beautiful visions and a touch of pride for the upcoming wedding.

Lena Whitmore, the dream lover of countless men around the world, will soon become his woman alone, which makes him wake up with a smile in his dreams every night.

When talking with Rand Berg and others, Keith Urban’s words and actions revealed pride and pride all the time.

He couldn’t wait to tell the world that he was the lucky man who conquered their goddess Lena.

He got the goddess that even Jack Coleman couldn’t keep!

He even started inviting Rand Berg and others to attend his wedding with Lena Whitmore in June of this year.