[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining":3,"chapter-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-345":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1854734,2462,"Chapter 345: Adrenaline","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-345",345,"\u003Cp>Chapter 346\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Wang\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gulp down the glass of whiskey, staring at the view from the hotel window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elliot has always been surrounded by Alphas. I didn’t think much of it before—he’s extremely beautiful, and like any beautiful flower, there are bound to be multiple bees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But thinking about what she said...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I get angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elliot is greedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s as if one Alpha could never be enough for him. He always needs more. More attention. More devotion. More wanting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll have to correct this behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll make sure one Alpha is enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that Alphawillbe me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a knock at the hotel room door. I open it. Standing there is the recessive omega.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This has gone on too long. But it’s rare to find an Omega capable of handling my needs, and I’m not interested in Betas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re late,\" I say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sorry, Dr. Wang. There was traffic, and—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I cut him off. \"Enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I step aside, letting him in, and shut the door behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It takes everything in me not to punch Damien in the face every time I watch him with Vivienne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t think this through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now how do I bring it up to Olga?Hey, Mum, I want your son’s fiancée.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, I don’t care about reputation at all. But Vivienne probably does.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s so hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sit on my balcony, watching Vivienne sit next to Damien in the garden below, playing the role of the picture-perfect couple. A group of other families has gathered,some political thing, some social obligation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can’t torture myself like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turn around and head back inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well. Everything else aside, my actual mission is going pretty well. The harem is breaking down. Vincent is gone. Charles and Elijah are tangled up in each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Damien still wants the best of both worlds. But it doesn’t work that way. I’ll have to make him choose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Wang is a little insane, but that’s exactly why I’m provoking him. I don’t have to do anything. I’ll make sure he gets rid of the competition, and I’ll just watch from the sidelines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sit on my bed. Restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I need to release this energy somehow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I stand, grab my jacket, and head out. I don’t acknowledge the little family gathering in the garden. Down the stairs, keys in hand, out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I change cars halfway, circle the block twice, make sure no one’s following.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warehouse on the outskirts looks abandoned, but I know better. Seven knocks. The door opens. I follow the familiar route down, down, down—the sounds getting louder with every step. Screams. Cheers. The wet crack of bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The basement opens into an underground arena. Bare bulbs swinging overhead. A ring of bodies pressing close, hungry for blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pull my jacket off. Roll my shoulders. Step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time to dance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look at my reflection and realize I may have gone overboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Busted lip. Black eye. Split knuckles. My knuckles are raw, bleeding through the makeshift bandage I wrapped around them. There’s a gash on my ribs I don’t even remember getting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sigh. How the fuck am I going to explain this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I guess I won’t head home for a while. Maybe I should go abroad under the guise of a business trip? Slink off to some hotel where no one knows me, wait for the bruises to fade, the swelling to go down. Come back when I look less like I’ve been through a war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t mean to. Really, I didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I am, unfortunately,sometimesan adrenaline junkie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I love fighting—the rush, the focus, the way the world narrows to nothing but my body and my opponent. The feeling of breaking bones gives me a high I can’t explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well. I don’t feel this way when I’m with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I’m with her, the restlessness fades. The itch under my skin disappears. I don’t need to break bones or feel my knuckles split open just to remember I’m alive. She does that just by existing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I splash water on my face. Flinch. The sting grounds me, pulls me back to the present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grab the first aid kit from under the sink and disinfect my lip. The antiseptic burns. Good. I deserve it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eye is swelling shut. My ribs ache. My knuckles are a mess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look at my reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wow, Daphne.Realnice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I definitely cannot show up in front of anyone like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adrenaline is gone now. The high has faded. All that’s left is the ache in my bones and the hollow feeling in my chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I press a cold cloth to my eye, tilt my head back against the bathroom wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hope in one of my next worlds I’ll get the chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You will, Host.] The System’s voice is calm, clinical. [There are apocalyptic worlds. Worlds drenched in war. A multitude, now that we have access to mid-tier.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t talk dirty to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I am not saying this in an attempt to elicit sexual arousal.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a figure of speech. I press the cold cloth harder against my eye. Sometimes you’re so dumb, 404.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The System doesn’t respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For something that claims it has no emotions, it certainly expresses them. Right now, it’s probably sulking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Business trip it is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pull out my phone and start typing an email to my assistant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Urgent matter overseas. Will be gone for two weeks. Handle everything in my absence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pause. Two weeks isn’t enough. The black eye alone will take at least ten days to fade, and the split lip will leave a scar if I’m not careful. Three weeks gives me time to heal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I change it to three weeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I add: Will check in weekly. Forward all urgent matters to my secure line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That should be enough. My assistant is competent. She’s handled worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hit send.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The email vanishes into the void. Somewhere, my assistant is probably sighing. She’s used to this by now.\u003C\u002Fp>",1005,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.584Z",1,"novelbin.me","8a6d2cf63c558bb57475750e35b38b6716d16152929a2e8014cde2df8b61de65","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-346","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-344",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]