"Welcome aboard, sir," she greeted her voice a melodic blend of professionalism and charm. "My name is Elizabeth, and I''ll be your air hostess for this flight. If there''s anything you need, please don''t hesitate to ask."

    I smiled, my eyes meeting hers with a mix of appreciation and intent. "Thank you, Elizabeth. I''m sure we''ll have a very pleasant flight."

    As the women filed into the cabin, taking their seats and settling in, I couldn''t help but steal glances at Elizabeth. Her every movement was fluid and graceful, and her interactions with the other passengers were polite and attentive. She was a professional, but there was an underlying sensuality to her that was impossible to ignore.

    I found my new target and the thrill of the chase sent a rush of adrenaline through my veins. This flight was about to get a lot more interesting.

    I settled into my seat, the luxurious leather enveloping me as the plane began to taxi down the runway. As we ascended, I couldn''t help but notice Elizabeth, the air hostess, stealing glances at me. Whenever I caught her eye, she would quickly look away, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. Her coyness only served to pique my interest further.

    Around me, Jessica and the other women were engaged in a lively conversation about the company and our upcoming ventures in Beverly Hills. Their voices were a blend of excitement and anticipation, but my focus remained on Elizabeth. I wanted to know more about her, to understand her background and her desires.

    Subtly, I activated the AI lens integrated into my vision, scanning Elizabeth as she moved gracefully through the cabin. The data streamed into my field of view, providing me with a wealth of information:

    Name: Elizabeth Hartley

    Age: 34

    Marital Status: Divorced

    Relationship Status: Single, no current partners

    Children: None

    A satisfied smile played on my lips as I absorbed the details. Elizabeth was unattached, free from the complications of a relationship or family. This made her an even more enticing target, a clean slate ready to be claimed and molded to my desires.

    I raised an eyebrow, my voice a low, persuasive purr. "Rules are made to be bent, Elizabeth. Just a few minutes won''t hurt. And I promise, I won''t tell if you won''t."

    Elizabeth bit her lip, her eyes filled with temptation and uncertainty. I could see the internal struggle playing out behind her gaze, the desire to join us warring with her sense of duty and professionalism.

    Not wanting to give Elizabeth the chance to decline, I acted decisively. I reached out and gently took her hand, my fingers wrapping around hers in a firm yet gentle grip. "Come with me," I said, my voice a low, commanding murmur as I led her towards the seats where the others were gathered.

    The women looked up as we approached, their eyes widening with curiosity and amusement as they realized I had found a new target. Julie was the first to react, a warm smile spreading across her lips as she scooted over to make room for Elizabeth.

    "Welcome, Elizabeth," Julie said, her voice friendly and inviting. "We''re so glad you could join us. I''m Julie, and these are Margaret, Karen, Stella, and Paige."

    The other women chimed in with their greetings, their voices a chorus of welcome and approval. Elizabeth hesitated for a moment, her eyes scanning the group before finally taking a seat next to Julie. I could see the mix of nervousness and excitement in her expression, the flush of her cheeks betraying her anticipation. Enjoy exclusive adventures from My Virtual Library Empire

    "It''s nice to meet all of you," Elizabeth said, her voice soft and slightly breathless. "I hope I''m not intruding."

    Margaret waved a dismissive hand, her smile reassuring. "Not at all, dear. We''re always happy to have new company. Besides, it''s not every day we get to chat with someone as lovely as you."

    Karen leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "So, Elizabeth, how did our dear friend here convince you to join us? I''m sure he can be quite persuasive when he wants to be."

    Elizabeth blushed, her eyes darting to me briefly before looking away. "He was very insistent," she admitted, her voice a shy murmur.

    Stella giggled, her hand covering her mouth as she tried to suppress her laughter. "That sounds like him. He has a way of getting what he wants."

    Paige nodded in agreement, her smile knowing. "Indeed, he does. But we wouldn''t have it any other way."

    I took a seat next to Elizabeth, my presence commanding and reassuring. "Don''t worry, Elizabeth. You''re among our friends here. We just want to enjoy your company and get to know you better."

    As the conversation flowed, I could see Elizabeth beginning to relax, her initial nervousness giving way to genuine enjoyment. The women engaged her with ease; their warmth and friendliness put her at ease and drew her into the fold.

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