I Used A Hypnosis System To Send My Obsessed Men To My Sister

After binding with the Hypnosis System, I immediately brainwashed every guy who was obsessed with me, turning them all into my little sister's devoted lapdogs. My reason was simple. These psychopaths were way too possessive. I never even gave them the time of day, yet they tried to control every single aspect of my life. It just so happened that my sister, Lily, constantly talked about them and went out of her way to make my life a living hell because she was jealous. Now, she stood before me looking incredibly smug. "Didn't see that coming, did you? You got dumped, and now they are all absolutely obsessed with me!" I let out a long breath of relief, putting on a fake look of regret. "They moved on. There is nothing I can do about it." The feeling of absolute freedom, of finally being able to make friends without someone breathing down my neck, was absolutely intoxicating. But just as I was organizing my visa paperwork to move to Europe, a glaring red notification popped up on the System interface in my mind. [Warning. Target neural pathways experiencing severe fluctuations. Hypnosis state is loosening. Total failure estimated in exactly seventy two hours...] 1 Lily blocked my path, letting out a cold sneer. "You don't have to act like you don't care. I know you are dying of jealousy on the inside." I just stared at her. Before I could say a word, she kept going. "You used to act so high and mighty, soaking up all their attention while looking down your nose at everyone. Now they are completely sick of you. You deserve this!" If the System hadn't warned me that my bond with Lily wasn't strong enough, the very first thing I would have done was hypnotize her into being a sweet, obedient little sister. Instead, I put on a sad face. "Yeah, you are right. I regret taking them for granted, but it is too late now." Hearing me admit defeat, a look of pure contempt washed over Lily's face. She opened her mouth to spit more venom, but the estate manager's walkie talkie buzzed on his belt. "Mr. Jaxon is at the front gates," the manager announced respectfully. I froze. Lily's eyes instantly lit up. "Let him in! Hurry!" Even though I knew the hypnosis was fully active, just hearing Jaxon's name gave me a trauma response. I tried to slip past her and run upstairs, but Lily grabbed my arm tight. The heavy mahogany double doors swung open. A tall, broad shouldered man strode into the foyer. He tilted his head slightly, his dark, piercing eyes sweeping toward us. An involuntary shiver ran down my spine. In the past, those eyes would have locked onto me the second he walked in. He would have marched straight over, grabbed my hand without asking, and pulled me flush against his chest. My heart hammered against my ribs. Under Lily's and my intense stares, Jaxon kept one hand casually in his pocket and strolled right past me. He walked straight up to my sister, flashing a lazy, wicked grin. "Miss me?" Lily's face blossomed into a massive smile. "Of course I did, Jaxon." She wrapped her arms around his waist. "My sister and I were actually just talking about you." Jaxon raised a single brow. His gaze never shifted in my direction for even a split second. He gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind Lily's ear. "Was she talking trash about me?" "Aren't you worried about what she might have said?" Lily teased. Jaxon's tone was incredibly dismissive. "Why would I care about her? You are the only one who matters." Complete and utter disregard. I finally let my guard down. But then Lily whispered softly, "But all of you used to be so obsessed with her." My heart jumped straight into my throat. Jaxon narrowed his eyes. For a fraction of a second, his expression went completely blank. It was as if his consciousness was trapped in some distant, frozen void. After a long pause, his face smoothed out. "I must have lost my mind back then," he said calmly. I held my breath. "Besides," Jaxon shot a sideways glance at me, "I remember the eldest daughter of this house absolutely despising me. Consider this her wish coming true." Lily let out a triumphant giggle. "She regrets it now, but you can't turn back time." "Is that so," Jaxon smirked, looking like he couldn't care less. Exactly one week ago. I had been pushed past my breaking point by Jaxon's insane possessiveness. We got into a screaming match in this exact hallway. "Who gave you the right to control me?!" I had yelled. "Who I see and who I hang out with is my own business! Go find someone else to obsess over! Stay the hell away from me!" I turned around to storm off. The next second, Jaxon's hand clamped around my arm like a vice, violently yanking me back. He pinched my jaw, his face darkening into a terrifying scowl. "Apologize." I completely lost it, shoving him and hitting his chest. Eventually, all my energy drained away. I slid down the wall and slumped onto the floor, completely exhausted. Jaxon's eyes were rimmed with red. He slowly crouched down until we were eye level. His voice was hoarse, almost pleading. "You can control me too, Serena. I am perfectly happy letting you run my life." I had turned my head away in absolute disgust. "I just want you as far away from me as possible." 2 Now, my wish had finally been granted. Jaxon didn't spare me another glance, completely engrossed in his conversation with Lily. I quietly slipped upstairs. Opening my phone, the group chats and private messages that used to blow up with their obsessive texts were completely dead. I couldn't help but laugh out loud, happily rolling around on my king sized mattress. Two hours later. Loud music and chatter drifted up from the ground floor. Confused, I walked out of my room and peeked over the banister. The entire living room had been transformed into a mood lit lounge, complete with a massive champagne tower. Lily was wearing a stunning cocktail dress, standing in the center of a crowd with a massive smile on her face. She caught sight of me standing on the stairs in my oversized sleep shirt. She offered a look of fake apology. "Serena, I completely forgot to tell you! I am throwing a little party tonight." "But honestly," she added loudly, "I figured you wouldn't be in the mood to socialize anyway, so I thought it was best if you stayed in your room to process your feelings." Every single pair of eyes in the room instantly snapped to me. Lily only invited her specific clique of friends, and they had always hated me. Someone in the crowd immediately snickered. "Why wouldn't she be in the mood? Because all the rich guys she tried to string along finally realized she's a total fraud?" I didn't care in the slightest. I just waved my hand dismissively. "Oh, got it. I honestly thought we were getting robbed. Since everything is fine, I will go back to processing my feelings." Right at that moment. Jaxon walked out of the open concept kitchen, carrying a beautifully decorated mini cake. He was wearing a floral baking apron over his designer shirt. It was an incredibly bizarre contrast to his bad boy aesthetic, but he didn't seem to care at all. Lily gasped in pure delight. "I just mentioned I was craving something sweet, and you actually baked this for me?!" The crowd erupted into exaggerated "awws" and jealous whispers. Lily looked up at me again. "Serena, come down and have a slice! When Jaxon used to be obsessed with you, he never baked for you, did he?" She was absolutely right. I thought to myself quietly. Thank God he never did. If he had, I would have shoved the entire cake directly into his face. I shook my head, signaling my refusal. But Lily pretended not to see it. She reached out to take the cake with one hand while grabbing my wrist and yanking me down the remaining stairs with the other. I tried to pull my arm back. One of her mean girl friends reached out to help her drag me into the crowd. In the chaotic scuffle, someone stepped on someone else's heel. A loud crash echoed over the music. Lily and I both hit the hardwood floor hard. I inhaled sharply, a sharp pain shooting up my ankle. The cake flew out of Lily's hand, splattering directly onto my sleep shirt before rolling down to ruin the hem of her expensive dress. Jaxon clicked his tongue in annoyance and immediately reached his hand out to Lily. "What exactly is going on here?" A freezing, indifferent voice cut through the room. Steady footsteps approached from the front door, getting closer and closer. Then, another hand reached into my field of vision. It was a beautiful hand, with long, elegant fingers. I froze. The next second, Lily sniffled pitifully and placed one of her hands into Jaxon's, and the other into the newcomer's grip. They hoisted her up together. I slowly looked up. Jaxon had already turned around, barking orders at the estate staff to mop the floor. Silas was standing there, his long eyelashes lowered as he gently wiped the ruined frosting off the edge of Lily's dress with a silk handkerchief. My mind drifted for a second. Not too long ago, Silas used to look down at me with that exact same expression. He would forcefully wedge his elegant fingers between mine, locking our hands together in an iron grip. He would lean in so close, his tall frame completely trapping me against whatever surface was behind me. "Why do you hate me so much?" he would whisper darkly. "It doesn't matter anyway. My love is more than enough for both of us. I will never, ever let you leave me." Silas naturally gave off a cold, detached aura, but he had the face of a fallen angel. He would curl his thin lips into a faint, chilling smile, while the crushing grip on my fingers never loosened for a single second. It always felt like I owed him a blood debt in a past life and he had crawled out of hell to collect it. Every time he did that, cold sweat drenched my back. Coming from a guy like Silas, those words were a literal promise. It was an absolute nightmare. I felt a surge of despair just remembering it. Why was I cursed to be surrounded by absolute psychopaths? 3 Thankfully, everything was different now. I pressed my palms against the hardwood and pulled myself up. The System's mechanical voice suddenly buzzed in my head. [Host...] I must have severely twisted my ankle, because a sharp spike of pain hit me the second I put weight on it. Enduring the throbbing ache, I limped awkwardly toward the kitchen to wash the frosting off my arm. I mentally cheered at the System. [Oh man, you really outdid yourself this time! I never expected this hypnosis to be so thorough and effective!] But then I let out a soft sigh. Freedom really did come with a price. Lily had always despised me, and I usually avoided getting into fights with her. Now that she finally got what she wanted and stole all my suitors, she was still going out of her way to humiliate me! But the massive upside was that those psychos were finally out of my hair. I finally had the chance to escape. Exhausted by their constant drama, I had spent the last few weeks secretly preparing my relocation paperwork to move to Europe. The System remained completely silent for a long time before speaking again. [Host, there is a slight complication.] I wasn't sure why, but I could clearly hear a trace of hesitation and guilt in that normally emotionless robotic voice. After scrubbing the sticky cake off my skin at the sink, I carefully limped back out of the kitchen. My ankle was still screaming at me. [What complication?] I asked mentally. The System didn't answer immediately. Lily's bubbly voice drifted over from the lounge area. "By the way, why didn't he come tonight?" "He had business to handle," Silas replied coldly. Jaxon let out a lazy, mocking laugh. "You have a pretty big heart, Lily, fitting so many guys in there at once." Lily blushed and giggled softly. Listening to them, a wave of profound realization washed over me. I could never stand the three of them. I was constantly miserable, viewing them as unhinged, neurotic control freaks. But Lily seemed absolutely thrilled to juggle their attention. Wasn't this what people called a match made in heaven? Ignored by the entire party, I happily minded my own business and slowly dragged myself up the stairs. Remembering the unusually quiet AI in my head, I called out. [System?] The System seemed to be struggling to find the right words. Before I could even process what was happening, the bright blue hypnosis dashboard violently materialized in front of my eyes, glitching and flashing red. [Warning. Target neural pathways experiencing severe fluctuations. Hypnosis state is loosening. Total failure estimated in exactly seventy two hours...] My pupils dilated in sheer terror. "What?!" I slowly, mechanically turned my head to look back down the stairs. At that exact second, Silas lifted his heavy eyelids. His dark, abyssal eyes locked directly onto mine. My heart completely stopped. I practically scrambled up the rest of the stairs like a terrified animal. Late that night. I tossed and turned, completely unable to sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, their twisted faces hovered in the darkness. Sometimes far away, sometimes suffocatingly close. It felt so incredibly real that I woke up covered in a cold sweat over and over. The next morning. I dragged myself out of bed with massive dark circles under my eyes, looking like I was walking to my own execution. Thankfully, my phone was still completely silent. No psychotic text messages. The only update was a group photo Lily posted on her socials late last night. She was smiling brightly next to the champagne tower, surrounded by her friends. Standing like bodyguards on either side of her were Jaxon and Silas. I let out a shaky breath. So far, everything seemed okay. After all, the three day countdown wasn't over yet. I frowned, a deep knot of anxiety forming in my stomach. I had to finalize my European relocation within the next seventy two hours. 4 When I limped downstairs for lunch, I froze at the sight of the dining room. My eyes widened in shock. "I thought this was a private family lunch?" My Mom and Dad had just flown back into the country a few days ago. Because of their chaotic corporate schedules, they specifically carved out time today for a private family meal. So why were there two completely irrelevant men sitting at our table? Lily rested her chin in her hands and let out a dramatic sigh. "Serena, just because they aren't obsessed with you anymore doesn't mean you can hold a grudge and banish them from our house." Jaxon raised an eyebrow, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Silas's face remained as calm and unreadable as ever. My Mom quickly jumped in to smooth things over. "Serena, be polite. We might all be family in the future anyway. What is the harm in sharing a meal together early?" Dad nodded in agreement. "Your mother is right." I scoffed internally. It was exactly because my parents constantly enabled them that Jaxon and the others felt so comfortable completely invading my life. My Mom used to constantly complain about how coldly I treated them. Both of my parents were absolutely obsessed with their billionaire family backgrounds. Honestly, if polygamy were legal, they probably would have forced me to marry all three of them at once just to secure the corporate mergers. I kept my mouth shut and sat down. Lily let out a victorious little hmph and started serving premium cuts of meat to Jaxon and Silas. Mom smiled warmly, looking incredibly proud. Even Dad's usually stern face softened. To them, a son in law was a son in law. As long as it benefited the family corporation, they didn't care which daughter married which billionaire. It was a perfectly harmonious scene that satisfied everyone. And honestly, I was completely satisfied too! Halfway through the meal. Mom suddenly remembered something and looked over at me. "Serena, I had my assistants finalize all your overseas trust funds and visa sponsorships like you asked. Is there any other paperwork you need sorted out?" My chopsticks paused in mid air. Instantly, several heavy gazes snapped to my side of the table. "You are leaving the country?" Jaxon's voice cut through the silence like a knife. I didn't try to hide it. "Yeah, I am." Lily looked genuinely surprised. "Serena, even if they don't like you anymore, you don't need to exile yourself to Europe just to numb the pain." Silas elegantly wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked up, his eyes ice cold. "If there are still documents pending, I can make some calls and have them expedited for you." Lily burst out laughing. My eyes lit up like Christmas lights. "Wait, seriously? I actually do have a few background checks stuck in the system. Can you get them cleared within three days? I am in a massive rush." Silas's expression didn't change a single degree. "Done." After lunch. Jaxon accompanied Lily to the garden patio to trim her prized roses. I handed a folder of my pending documents to Silas in the living room. He gave a curt nod. Just as I turned around to head back upstairs, he spoke. "Serena. I am absolutely disgusted." "Excuse me?" I spun around, totally caught off guard. Meeting those deep, abyss like black eyes, Silas's thin lips curled into a sneer. A strange, indescribable loathing washed over his beautiful features. "I have no idea why I was ever so obsessed with you." I stayed completely silent. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "It felt like a sickness." I quickly tried to comfort him. "Hey, it is totally fine. Look on the bright side, the universe corrected itself, right?" Honestly, the current version of Silas was way more normal. I vastly preferred being hated to being loved by him. The old Silas was basically a sleep paralysis demon in a designer suit. He was absolutely terrifying! Silas's thin eyelids twitched. I kept going, using my most persuasive, soothing voice. "Think about it. You like Lily now, and she clearly likes you. Isn't this a massive win? Everyone gets a happy ending." Silas stood frozen in the center of the living room. A hollow, drifting emotion flashed through his eyes. After a long, suffocating silence, he spoke in a completely deadpan voice. "I suppose. But just looking at your face makes my skin crawl. The fact that you are willingly leaving the country proves you at least have some self awareness. I will make sure your paperwork is cleared immediately so you disappear from my sight." I nodded enthusiastically. That was literally the best case scenario. But at the same time, a tiny part of me felt a bizarre sense of whiplash. In the past, Silas only ever strung this many sentences together when he was whispering psychotic, obsessive threats into my ear. Right at that moment, Jaxon and Lily walked back in from the patio. Lily was holding her phone to her ear, her voice dripping with sugar. "Vincent, you work way too hard! Once you finish your meetings, come over for dinner! I will tell the chef to make your favorite steak." A deep, magnetic voice answered through the speaker. "Alright." Lily casually added, "Oh, by the way, my sister is moving to Europe in a few days." The gentle chuckle on the other end of the line instantly stopped. "What?" "Yeah," Lily continued. "Silas even offered to call his contacts to fast track her visa so she can leave faster." Vincent's voice was perfectly calm. "Understood." I carefully studied Jaxon and Silas's faces while Lily was on the phone. Jaxon was spinning a pair of gardening shears around his finger, looking completely bored out of his mind. Silas was still standing there like a beautiful marble statue, completely unbothered. I mentally rolled my eyes. A wave of pure unfairness washed over me. Why were they acting like totally normal people now? Back when I was the center of their obsession, I couldn't even make a phone call without them throwing a psychotic tantrum! Vincent ran his own private equity firm, so he was usually the busiest out of the three. I saw him the least in person. But he used to call my phone constantly. Whenever he did, Jaxon would intentionally smash things or start screaming in the background, essentially forcing me to hang up. And Silas was even worse. He would silently walk up, intertwine his fingers with mine, and lightly trace the palm of my hand with his nails. It felt like a feather burning my skin, completely shattering my focus. I would end up not hearing a single word Vincent said. And when that smiling psycho realized I wasn't listening, he would get pissed off, and I would be the one who paid the price! 5 But how they interacted with Lily now was none of my business. And I absolutely did not want to find out. The problem was, these two billionaires were acting like squatters, refusing to go back to their own penthouses. Lily was obviously thrilled. But I was living in absolute misery. Having them in my house gave me a massive headache. Jaxon had a vicious mouth. Whenever Lily wasn't around, he took every opportunity to verbally drag me. Like right now. "It really is ironic," he drawled, slumping lazily onto our custom Italian sofa, kicking his long legs up onto the coffee table. "When I was throwing the world at your feet, you treated me like trash. Now that no one gives a damn about you, you are so heartbroken you are fleeing the continent." I bit my tongue. I didn't dare trigger his temper, terrified that the glitching hypnosis might snap completely. I just swallowed my pride. "Yeah, you are so right! It is a massive tragedy." Jaxon let out a cold scoff and ignored me. Silas was sitting by the window reading a hardcover book, completely ignoring the conversation. Jaxon looked over at him. "Can you hurry up with her visa stuff? Let's get her on a plane so she stops polluting the air in here." Silas didn't even look up. "It is being expedited." Hearing that, Jaxon's mood visibly improved. "Vincent!" The front doors swung open, and Lily's cheerful voice echoed through the foyer. "You work way too much. Since you rarely come to this side of the city, you should just stay in our guest wing for a few days!" I slowly lifted my gaze. Lily walked in, beaming brightly next to a tall, imposing figure. The steady rhythm of expensive leather shoes against the marble floor echoed in the room. The man was casually rolling up the sleeves of his tailored dress shirt. The corners of his eyes crinkled in a warm, welcoming smile. A classic wolf in sheep's clothing. The living room went quiet. Vincent's gaze landed squarely on me. A split second later, he looked away. Lily glanced at Jaxon and Silas, then looked over at me. "Serena, were you guys just chatting?" "Yeah," I nodded, keeping my tone perfectly honest. "They were just begging me to get out of the country faster." Lily sighed dramatically. "They can be so blunt. Don't let it hurt your feelings, Serena." "When exactly is your flight?" Vincent asked, raising a brow with what looked like mild curiosity. "Sometime in the next two days," I replied. "Is that so," Vincent murmured. I frowned slightly. Something about his vibe felt incredibly off. I stood up and walked into the kitchen to grab an apple, but my brain was working in overdrive. Neither Jaxon nor Silas was showing any signs of the hypnosis breaking. It couldn't be a coincidence that Vincent was the only one whose brain was rejecting the system, right? Rationalizing it to myself, I let out a breath of relief. Out in the living room, Lily and Jaxon were jokingly fighting over a console controller. Unable to pry it from his grip, she whined, "Silas, tell Jaxon to stop cheating!" Silas turned a page in his book. "Give it back to her." Looking at them from the kitchen island. It was a perfectly harmonious, disgustingly cute scene. I didn't even notice Vincent walk into the kitchen until he was standing right next to me. He followed my gaze into the living room. "Are you jealous?" A faint scent of cedar and crushed snow washed over me. It was an objectively expensive, high end cologne, but I absolutely hated it. It matched Vincent's entire personality. It wasn't aggressive, but it slowly wrapped around you until you were completely suffocated. But remembering that I was literally days away from absolute freedom, I was in a great mood. I gave him a bright, genuine smile. "I think it is great. Don't you think they look like a perfect match?" "And you don't think you two were a match?" I thought about it for a second, then shook my head. "Relationships only work if the feeling is mutual." Vincent was the oldest of the three, and definitely the most ruthless. Even under the effects of the hypnosis, he didn't act like a petty teenager the way Jaxon and Silas did. He offered a soft, calculated smile. "Is that so?" That creepy, unsettling feeling flared up in my chest again. Ignoring his intense stare, I pressed my lips together, turned around, and went back upstairs to my room.