Wren Langford was just a normal guy. 
He was not the type that turned heads walking into a room but not the type that got ignored either... he was just somewhere comfortably in the middle, which had never really bothered him. 
He got through college, made his friends, and lived his life... It was fine.
Graduation night was supposed to be a sendoff with good food, good company, and the girl he'd liked for longer than he'd admit sitting close enough that he'd finally talked himself into doing something about it then his dad called and dropped the news mid-dinner... he was heading out of the country and Wren needed to go run the resort he owned out in some small town in Mayne. 
Wren said okay, hung up and went back to his food. He would deal with one problem at a time.
The night ended with him at her apartment door saying everything he'd kept to himself for years and she let him finish then she told him plainly that she'd graduated top of her class, had companies already calling her and was thinking about her life in a way that didn't have room for someone like him. 
The door closed and he stood there in the hallway for a moment before walking away and he was on the bus to Harlow the next morning when the interface appeared out of nowhere.
[Congratulations, you have been chosen as the Host for the NTR Business System]
[Steal people's lovers and earn System Points... your path to becoming the richest man alive]
[Main Mission Received: Make Langford Lodge the most popular resort in the world]
Wren stared at it for a while and outside the window, Mayne rolled by then he exhaled slowly.
"So I should make this resort the most popular resort in the whole world, huh?"

"You're right," She said. "So what do we do now?"


Before Wren could respond with any suggestions…


The sound came from Isa's stomach and the blonde-haired woman immediately clutched her midsection with her eyes widening slightly in embarrassment.


Wren smiled, finding it endearing rather than awkward.


"I am," Isa admitted with her cheeks flushing slightly. "And who wouldn't be hungry if they hadn't eaten since this morning and spent half the evening running around like crazy people?"


"You haven't eaten since morning?" Wren asked.


"Of course not," Isa said. "I'm on a bit of a diet to reduce body fat percentage for the upcoming season. Race car drivers need to maintain specific weight ratios…"


Wren looked her over critically, taking in her athletic but healthy frame.


"I don't see anything wrong with your bod—"


Chapter 44 - Into The Hands Of A Horny Woman [I]