Harem House

The Harem House. Located in Cherry Hill and once a mere outpost for Hadiyah, it had evolved into an area for his Inner Harem to gather and push his plans. He had Talia invest in several additional security measures.

Aaron also placed magical barriers all around the resident. How? The answer was simple: Ra's al Ghul's personal library. Aaron Reigner as his successor had inherited it. The vast, historical library was located near the Yellow River (or Huang He), the second largest river in China and a basin of ancient proportions. Ra's al Ghul kept many books detailing magic circles and enchantments. On the lawn, Aaron set a massive magic circle that mentally suggested an unwanted presence to turn around and forget about the house.

'I can risk someone like John Constantine or his friends to come in.'

He was still in Gotham–John Constantine. Unlike Zatanna, who left after Bruce's orders, the rugged British magician stayed. He did not end the mission until he had pursued all avenues. That was the way of John Constantine.

Aaron had no intention of fighting him. Afterall, despite his magical expertise, John was **** to technology. He didn't notice the CCTVs following his every move. He didn't see that Hadiyah was observing his every move and used traffic lights to ensure he stayed far away from Aaron's base of operations.

With Chloe dropped at school and Cassandra at Wayne Manor resting up, Aaron decided to pay his Harem House a visit. He dropped by at least two or three times a week, with his last arrival having happened three days ago. In the meantime, he also kept in touch with Hadiyah and regularly texted her. Communication was tight as she updated him once every three hours.

He twisted the front door knob and–

"Aaron!"

–was tackled in a hug by none other than Elizabeth Kane. The tall, short-haired blonde woman smiled at him like a shining diamond.

"It's so good to see you!" Her arms squeezed him into another hug. Aaron smiled and returned it softly. He let her squeeze as much as she wanted.

"Elizabeth, hey," Aaron greeted. "Doing well?"

Elizabeth was like a dog when it came to Aaron. She ran to the door whenever she knew he was here. Even now, she was wagging her head up and down excitedly.

"Very well!" She wore plain white cotton pyjamas, her curves highlighted and pressed to him. Her boobs weren't huge nor was her ass particularly fat but she had a flawless complexion and figure. Like a doll's, almost.

As if they had done this a hundred times before, her arms clung to his neck and her feet lifted off the floor, with Aaron coolly holding her up in a princess carry. Elizabeth giggled as he walked to the living room. The television was on and he identified three people keenly watching it.

Jaina Hudson, Lady Shiva, and Talia were watching a drama. The audio was loud but quality, an anticipated feature from a WayneTech smart TV. They were enthralled by a show called Lucifer. Yes, as in the actual devil. The drama explored his identity, the way God cast him down to Earth, and his love story with a human. Aaron enjoyed the show for what it was although he did understand it was nowhere near a mirror of reality.

Lucifer Morningstar existed but he had left this Multiverse a long, long time ago. His interest in humans was likely slim to none. Talia's rapt interest, dressed in that luscious green cheongsam (a Chinese gown-dress), was easy on the eyes though.

On the screen, seemingly torturing a poor soul, the fictional Lucifer said, "I'm not evil. I merely punish those who deserve it. But I must confess, I rather enjoy it."

Jaina leaned forward, totally engaged while Lady Shiva reclined casually and Talia sat poised, fingers tracing her wine glass.

"Hadiyah is in the basement?" Aaron questioned, taking the spot between Jaina and Shiva. Elizabeth giggled as she adjusted herself on his lap, butt rubbing into his crotch. Elizabeth was quite the delight.

"As are Angel Whore and Julia. They have been keeping close tabs on John Constantine as you requested," Talia informed him. "The man is muttering to himself and it is difficult for the audio to pick out what he has said. Therefore, we are having Julia do just that."

Why was Aaron keeping a strict eye on John Constantine? It was because of the Synchronicity Wave Travelling. The power of ultimate luck and circumstance. The power of a main character.

Literal, tangible plot armour. That was what the Collective **** referred it as.

Aaron suspected this was why Zatanna stayed with John for so long. Despite his size, his dick would ride out in her pussy according to the instincts of the omniverse. He was, whether it be in bed or in a fight, not to be underestimated. There was a reason John had been able to threaten the devil and god–the Laughing Magician was a threat like few could stop.

While Aaron himself possessed the synchronicity freeway, he could not use it like John could. Not yet anyway. He had been watching him through cameras but it wasn't enough. He needed to be in his vicinity in order to capture and copy the full extent of it. This wasn't some arbitrary super strength, super speed, or hypnosis. The Synchronicity Wave was amongst the most powerful abilities in the omniverse. It demanded respect, authority, and understanding.

For example, according to the Collective ****' whispers, there was once a mage hunter in Africa who had been killing mages by the dozen. A weak and terrified mage left the continent on a boat and jumped from ship to ship to avoid detection and trails. It was a gruesome, hopeless journey. The mage hunter that was chasing him was powerful, after all. However, mere seconds after making it onto land of the British, the terrified mage encountered John Constantine. It was all luck, of course, a twist of fate if you will. John had simply decided to go on a walk that morning and happened to walk by the harbour. Running into the panicked mage was the universe playing tricks.

It was the power of the Synchronicity Wave Travelling.

'I'm guessing it's also how he coincidentally found me in the bathroom at Zatanna's show. I hadn't realized I could hide my presence through focus, thus he was able to find me.' To think Aaron would have such a naturally nifty ability. To remain undetectable even in the eyes of the omniscient. Thank the maker for it. Otherwise, Aaron didn't know how he would deal with John. 'Although he might not be able to find me anymore, that doesn't remove the others. John Constantine is dangerous.'

"Good. Keep it up." Aaron nodded and Elizabeth cuddled on his chest. He smiled down at her and then continued with the serious conversation. "What about the crime families?"

"Regarding Tobias Whale and his nephew, we had Iman tip off my Beloved Bruce. Since it is such a sudden but reliable source, I am certain he will go for it," Talia said, sipping on her wine. "Iman also sent him key locations we received from the Whale. In other words, even if Tobias Whale manages to escape prison, he will have nothing to return to. I suspect in the coming summer season, the Russian Mafia will all but dissolve in Gotham."

Put simply, through tight coordination of his Inner Harem, Tobias Whale was sealing his own fate and he didn't even know it. He had totally fallen into his spell. It was like taking candy from a baby.

"In terms of results, the Chinese triads and their narcotics have been completely depleted. We've been tipping off Tim Drake and the GCPD to raid **** cartels throughout Gotham and they have scheduled their final raid on Friday. In other words, Penitente Cartel and Escabedo Cartel will collapse and soon lose all their influence by next week." Lady Shiva took a second to pause. Her attention was momentarily stolen by the TV show. Exhaling, she continued, "Our only threat is Intergang and Bruno Mannheim."

Bruno Mannheim–or according to the Collective ****, Darkseid's minion. Bruno was a devout worshipper of the Religion of Crime and their Crime Bible but the depth of his connection to Darkseid was unknown. Aaron didn't want to risk it, however. He would bring Bruno down by any means necessary. Alien and otherworldly weaponry needed to disappear from the streets of Gotham.

The Religion of Crime was also the same institution that had brainwashed Elizabeth Kane. Funny how the world worked. It was why Elizabeth was so keen on serving him–on joining him on his quest. She agreed that the Religion of Crime needed to be taken down and that current measures weren't enough. Batman and Batwoman weren't enough.

"We're making progress. Good work, everyone."

Aaron Reigner was.

"Aaron, can I ask you something?" Elizabeth asked, leaning back into him. Aaron nodded, eyes to the television screen. "Why haven't you…you know…"

Had sex with her? Good question.

"It's been a month," Elizabeth said, suddenly shy in his lap. "Um, I can do stuff for you too, you know? More than just being the CEO and helping guns off the street and all that stuff. I can help you in other ways."

"I know." His hand stroked her hair. "But you're still trying to get a hold of your life, right? As a new CEO of a billionaire dollar company, I'm sure it took you a lot of excuses to take the day off and come here."

"It did," Elizabeth admitted. "B-but that doesn't matter. You do." Gulping nervously, she suddenly said, "You know I look exactly like my sister, right? Same height, same weight, same face. Even my hair–see, my blondeness is actually dyed. I'm naturally a redhead like my sister."

Right, since they were twins. He didn't like where this was going either.

"She's a lesbian so you'll never get to be with her." Elizabeth played with her fingers. "You can do that with me. Fuck me and pretend that it's…Batwoman."

"That's…" A little fucked up, he said in his head. However, since Elizabeth was a sensitive thirty-nine year old woman, he opted for a calmer approach. "...not what I want, Beth. If I want to have sex with you, I'll do it because it's you. Not because of your sister, not because of a Batwoman cosplay–you."

"But my sister is so incredible–"

"But she's not you." He sighed. "You think that if it was Kate in my lap, I would have already bedded her."

With a bitten lip, she nodded. Aaron shook his head no.

"Not true. But…since you're so adamant and you won't believe me otherwise…" Aaron lifted himself and Elizabeth off the couch. She let out an undignified meep as he princess-carried her again. "We might as well do it."

"Good luck," Talia said, stretching her legs. "I will come up after you are done with her."

"I have another show to watch," said Lady Shiva. "The martial arts in it is so terrible that I must skip out today."

"Hey, you're getting hobbies. I'm not complaining."

'It'll be good for the day when you and Cass eventually reconcile.'

Because that was a large part of him allowing Lady Shiva to remain unhypnotized. He wanted Lady Shiva to genuinely make an effort to reconnect with her daughter. She was aware that he was dating Cassansra and although was proud she did have some qualms about it. She said that even though she'd rather have Aaron to herself, she wouldn't mind giving him to Cassandra either. Little things like that demonstrated the small progress Shiva had made.

Carrying Elizabeth up the stairs and into the room, he hoped to do something familiar with Elizabeth. In her case, instead of an outward improvement with someone else, he wanted her to gain confidence in herself. An inward improvement.

"C-can I say something weird before we start?" Elizabeth said.

"Go ahead."

"I…I want to get fucked like a doll." Aaron wasn't unfazed. Sighing in relief, Elizabeth continued. "I want to get used a-and abused. I want you to fuck me like I'm an object. A-a pussy sleeve for you to use."

"You like that?"

"So much," Elizabeth whimpered. "I just…love being a doll. And if I do it with you, I'll feel safe. I'll…"

'Completely, totally trust me. She would do anything for me, impossible or not.'

Aaron nodded and smiled.

"Alright then. Our safe word will be strawberry, okay?"

"Okay."

"Let's get started then…my beautiful doll."