INICIAR SESIÓN"I… I can't hold it. I need to use the bathroom." The flight attendant in the interview slumps in her chair. Her face is twisted in pure agony. I've secretly fitted the chair with a vibrator, so the moment I press the switch, it jerks and rattles unpredictably. As I watch their faces turn red and their bodies tremble uncontrollably, a sense of supreme satisfaction washes over me. To my astonishment, one of the flight attendants hitches up her uniform skirt and insists I attend to her needs on the spot. …
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"What?! Ikakasal ako kay Liam??" Hindi ako makapaniwala nang maka receive ako ng text message galing sa kasalukuyang presidente ng Anderson Company. Si Mr. Enrico Anderson, ang lolo ni Liam. Kanina lang kami nagkita ni Mr. Anderson nang aksidente ko syang mabangga sa supermarket. I know him, dahil palagi ko syang nakikita sa mga business magazine. Hinahanap ko kasi kung nasaan ang section ng mga dairy products kaya hindi ko sya napansin. Sorry ako ng sorry sa kanya dahil sa nagawa kong kapalpakam. Akala ko pa nga ay magagalit sya sa halip ay isang ngiti pa ang natanggap ko sa kanya. Nagtaka pa nga ako nang kuhanin nya ang number ko. At dahil nga nagmamadali rin ako ay ibinigay ko nalang. At ngayon nga, hindi ko alam kung ano ang mararamdaman ko. Is this a joke? Hindi naman siguro ako pinagti-tripan ni Mr. Anderson, diba? Kevin Liam Anderson is my childhood crush. As I blossom into adulthood, my feeling for him continue to flourish. Mahal ko na yata sya. At kung ikakasal kami, this is a dream come true for me! But, how about him? I don't even know if he still remembers me. Does he love me? Probably not! We only met once when we were young. Sa isang party na dinaluhan ng mga parents namin. Buong gabi kaming magkasama noon and he always smiles at me na parang ako na ang pinaka magandang batang nakilala nya noon. I still remember his words vividly, saying, 'I like you. I want to marry you someday.' Until now, I can feel the kilig factor kapag naaalala ko 'yon. I was about to reply to his message but suddenly, my phone rang. Nanginginig pa ang daliri ko nang sagutin ko ito. "Hello, Mr. Anderson?" Pinilit kong pakalmahin ang sarili ko para hindi ako mabulol. "Oh, hi Ms Smith! I just wondering, nabigla ba kita? Hindi ka na kasi nagrespond." Actually, I was surprised sa kanyang biglaang desisyon. "Hindi po ba kayo nabibigla? I don't want to sound rude pero gusto nyo pong ipakasal ang apo nyo sa isang estranghera?" I don't know, matanda na si Mr. Anderson and posibleng nagkakaroon na rin ng lapses ang mga desicions nya. "Who told you you're a stranger? And please, call me Lolo from now on. Besides, you will be my granddaughter in law in a week now." Nanlaki ang mata ko sa sinabi nya. One week nalang at ikakasal na ako??! Seryoso ba sya?! ***** "I now declare you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." Anunsyo ng pari matapos naming magpalitan ng vows at isuot ang singsing ng isa't-isa. I'm expecting that he'll kiss me on my lips but his lips landed on my cheek instead. I know, he refused for this wedding. Napilitan lang syang pakasalan ako. Kung hindi pa sya tinakot ng lolo nya ay hindi sya magpapakasal sa akin. Masakit para sa akin ang bagay na 'yon. Ang kasal na pinapangarap kong masaya sana ay hindi nangyare. Civil wedding lang ang kasal namin. Maikli ang 1 week for the preparations kaya we decided na civil wedding nalang. Tanging ang lolo at ilang witness lang ang umattend sa kasal namin. Wala ni isa sa pamilya ko ang dumating just like what I asked them to. Hindi ko alam kung anong buhay ang kahihinatnan ko ngayong kasal na ako sa isang lalaking wala namang nararamdaman para sa akin. Ano ba itong pinasok ko?! °°°F.G°°°After what felt like forever, Layla collapsed to the floor, utterly spent and weak.Her legs were scraped and badly bruised, and a thin sheen of fluid still trickled from between them.The assault had left Layla's body loose and used. All that remained was a hollow ache where she was once tight.She tried to stand, but her legs wouldn't support her. With no other option, she began crawling toward the cockpit.The sight of her crawling on the floor reignited the men's animalistic urges. One man dragged her up by the arm and said, "If you wanted to see the captain, all you had to do was ask. Did you really think we'd say no to a pretty thing like you?"With a crude laugh, four of them hoisted her up and unceremoniously tossed her into the cockpit."Gerald! This little slut came to see you."Her utterly broken state sent a pang of discomfort through me. Still, I reminded myself that every flight attendant on our airline had faced similar ordeals. High pay never came without end
Layla was different. She actually shrank back in fear.This only provoked the men further, awakening a primal hunger within them.Their eyes all locked onto her, gleaming with undisguised craving.Terrified, Layla rushed into the cockpit and grabbed my arm. She stammered, "Mr. Clinton, those passengers…"She struggled to speak, but I could already tell it was just the usual trouble her prominent figure tended to attract.I smiled calmly and reassured her, "Don't worry. This is perfectly normal. You'll have to get used to it."Layla hesitated, then said, "But the way they look at me is frightening."I said, "You'll be fine. Just go back out there. If anything happens, I'll take care of it."Layla reluctantly complied and returned to the cabin. She was still very inexperienced. Since it was only her first day, it would take time for her to adjust.As she stepped back into the cabin, the men's predatory stares fell solely on her. They were ignoring the other flight attendants.
When I got back to the office, the two applicants from earlier were waiting for me. They confronted me the moment I walked in, demanding to know why they hadn't been hired.One of them had been too stiff and serious, while the other was far too flamboyant. However, there was no way I could tell them that.Keeping my tone calm, I said, "Our company has its own evaluation standards. If you didn't meet them, then you simply weren't selected."They refused to accept the answer. Both looked ready to cause trouble and even hinted they might expose what I had hidden under the interview chair.Fortunately, security arrived in time to escort them out before things got out of hand.Soon after, I received a call from the tailor. The uniforms were ready, so I asked Layla to come pick them up.She lived nearby and showed up in less than ten minutes with a small backpack slung over her shoulder. Her energy was infectious, and she skipped toward me with a bright smile that lit up her face."Mo
A bone-melting thrill shot through me in an instant, followed by a storm of passion.What delighted me even more was knowing that Layla was the perfect candidate for our airline. Our clients would undoubtedly be pleased.Her body was still trembling intensely against mine.As she pressed close against me, the vibrations ran through my body, carrying a tingling, electric sensation.Overwhelmed by the sensations, Layla's body shivered uncontrollably. As she pulled away, a glistening trail followed.She looked up and pleaded, "Mr. Clinton, I can't take it anymore. Please, don't keep me waiting."With that, she rose, turned her back to me, and bent over the chair, placing her pale, delicate curves directly in my line of sight.When I hesitated, she swayed her hips teasingly. "Come on, Mr. Clinton…"I gave her a gentle tap and steadied her by the waist. Since she wanted it so much, I wouldn't hold back.In the calm after the storm of intimacy, Layla rested contentedly. The novel
Soon, the second candidate arrived. Her hair tumbled in glossy waves, and her makeup was bold. She wore no uniform, just a tailored blouse with a deep neckline that drew the eye and emphasized her curves.Her slim waist completed the look, making her appearance even more striking. Even I was c
My name was Gerald Clinton, and I was an executive at a private airline.Our airline was unusual. We catered exclusively to the ultra-wealthy, and these clients were notoriously difficult to please. Comfort was only the baseline. They expected special services and attention beyond what most people
I rolled my eyes and waved my hand dismissively. "You can leave. Send in the next candidate."Claire left, pouting in disappointment. The final interviewee had a delicate frame, a high ponytail, and an oval face. Despite her figure, she appeared far too innocent and hardly what I would describe a


















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