Neurolink System in the Modern World

She was startled by my actions, but being a professional, she did not make a commotion out of it.

Instead, she smiled and tried to slowly pull her hands away, but I did not let go. In my current appearance as a middle-aged man, I must have looked quite creepy .

I didn't mean to offend this Joon guy, but he resembled those typical office characters you see in movies—the not-so-handsome ones who act all arrogant and bigshot. You know, the kind of guy who's probably a secret pervert, always taking a sneak peek at his subordinates.

He looked like he walked straight out of a cliché corporate drama, playing the role of the annoying side character rather than the leading man.

Realizing that I wasn't letting go, she glanced at my companions, hoping they would intervene.

However, everyone was ignoring her.

How could she expect any help when they were all under my control?

To be honest, I could save myself the hassle and just magically make her think I'm the most charming person alive, but where's the fun in that? Let's keep things interesting.

"Sir, I don't think this is appropriate," she spoke up, voicing her discomfort.

"Don't be a killjoy. How about we have some fun ? I'm willing to give you a lot of money," I enticed her with the prospect of wealth.

I'd seen my fair share of movies, and I couldn't help but wonder if those cinematic scenes where private stewards provided more intimate services were anything close to reality.

I mean, do they really bring you a glass of wine and then transform into a seductive version of an airline stewardess, complete with a sly smile and bedroom eyes? I was about to find out.

"Sir, I'm not that type of woman," she exclaimed, flinging my hands away. Her eyes flashed with anger; she must have felt insulted that I insinuated I could pay her to do such a thing.

I was shocked and disappointed, reality proving to be far from the movie scenes I had in mind. Yet, I wasn't ready to give up on the fantasy just yet.

"Too bad, I was wondering where I would spend all of this money," I chuckled to myself as I opened my case, revealing it filled with money in 100-dollar bills.

Her blue eyes widened in surprise after seeing the amount, realizing the case must have millions of dollars in it.

A grin appeared on my lips at her reaction. The case didn't actually have a million dollars in it.

I had just used a mirage to create a projection of that amount of money. Nevertheless, it was enough to tempt her. No matter how much she tried to resist, the allure of money was universally tempting.

We are talking about money here; no one in their right mind, no matter how much they claim otherwise, would reject such an offer. It might be different if she were a pure-hearted maiden, but I could sense that she already had a lot of experience with men who didn't even have to pay to get under her skirt.

"Here, take this, I can give you more if you become mine. Think about your future ." I cut a pile of useless paper into thin sheets the size of real money and gave it to her. To me, it was just worthless paper, but for her, it was a bundle of cash.

I could have used real money to pay her, but unfortunately, I forgot to bring cash with me. She should just consider this an IOU.

"W— What do I have to do, Sir?" she asked with an embarrassed look, her eyes darting around the cabin at the other people present.

The atmosphere had become tense, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched by the other girls in the cabin.

I grinned, realizing that my little charade was working.

"You can start by pouring me a glass of that expensive wine. Then, maybe join me for a drink. We can have a little chat," I said, playing along with the act.

She nodded in response, so I asked Aiku and Bing Da to change seats, giving me more space to work with. What I was planning to do later required some room, after all.

After she sat with me, I was able to fully appreciate her beauty. She was wearing a thin white stewardess uniform with a perfectly tailored jacket, adorned with a logo, and a knee-length black skirt.

The uniform exuded professionalism while accentuating her figure. The golden wings on her chest symbolized her role as part of the cabin crew.

She started pouring the wine into my glass, and I savored its taste while I subtly traced my fingers along her long, slender legs. The smooth fabric of her stockings heightened the sensation, adding a hint of forbidden pleasure to the act.

She began to squirm, a mixture of embarrassment and discomfort evident on her face. Ignoring it, I continued my bold move, pulling down her stocking to feel the smoothness of her skin firsthand.

My hands explored every inch of her legs before continuing to travel between them, reaching the fabric of her underwear.

At this point, she was already feeling the heat from my groping , her breath becoming deeper and hotter. I felt an urge to see her face, so I drank the wine, leaned in closer, and kissed her.

Our tongue met in a deep kiss, the taste of wine lingering between us. She squirmed a bit, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement. I continued to explore, moving my hands along her legs, gently pulling down her underwear to feel her slit.

Her breathing grew heavier as my hands ventured further. I could sense her hesitation, but the allure of the luxurious life I promised with every touch was too tempting to resist.

As I continued, the confined space of the private jet became a hidden world of desire.

In those moments, the private jet soared through the clouds, and with it ,I started thrusting my fingers in her private parts more intensely.

"S- Sir…Please be gentle," she moaned.

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