The half-formed thought pulsed from her, laced with an ache so profound it vibrated in my bones. Forbidden Appeal latched onto that embryonic want, feeding it, making it feel preordained, inevitable. Sin Resonance and Bloodline Tension wound tighter, twisting her step-sibling loyalty into a weapon of mutual destruction.
She was drowning in the sudden, overwhelming tide of desire the System had weaponized within seconds.
"Taboo, help me here, will ya…" I whispered urgently into the silent space of my mind. The raw power surging towards Emma was intoxicating, tempting… but this? This was Emma.
My sister. Step-sister, technically, but the line was incendiary enough. And while the System's mandate was Liberation, this felt… indiscriminate. Like setting off a nuke to kill a fly. I needed control.
