The stars in the sky blinked and blinked. Evelyn Sin, standing on the balcony, closed her eyes, slowly unzipped her dress, and walked toward the man.
...
However, when she woke up this time, she unexpectedly found herself lying in the bedroom of a private plane.
Sitting up from the bed, she looked around at the narrow luxury space in utter confusion. Where on earth am I?
Hearing the low, steady rumble outside, she realized she was in mid-air. She scrambled out of the bed in a panic, rushed to the window, and looked down. Her fears were instantly confirmed, she was flying high above the clouds.
She threw open the door of the rest area. Outside was the main cabin filled with rows of luxury leather seats, with only a strange woman standing by the console.
That absolute, stinky jerk!
"Where is Michael Thorn?" Evelyn asked, clamping her teeth together in pure fury as she glared at the woman.
