I Breathe Euro

As Jack took a shower and sat in the living room of the plane, he saw the attendants were busy; he didn't mind them as he was relaxed.

He saw the city he was flying into; the city looked vibrant as the morning sun shone in the sky.

Jack yawned a little as the hot chick he fucked all night didn't let him sleep.

"Sir, We're going to land at JFK airport soon, so fasten your seat belts," the senior pilot said in the speaker.

A sexy flight attendant came and helped Jack out with showing her 4 inches deep cleavage.

The plane landed smoothly on the tarmac. Jack was relaxedly drinking his coffee when he heard the sound of the hydraulic door's opening. He looked at the door.

A beautiful agent walked in with the Luxaviation symbol on her chest; she was smiling all the way, as Jack was one of the most important customers of their company.

"Sir, I hope you had a pleasant journey. I am here to escort you to your destination. The cars you've ordered are here; you only need to pay me $4 million for them." The beautiful agent said, as soon as she opened her mouth, she demanded money.

Jack smiled and gave his card, as the last thing he lacked was the money. After paying the agent, she smiled and welcomed Jack with open arms.

Jack took his glasses, which he purchased from the Philippines, with Katrina.

Jack looked at the entourage; all of the cars were his: a black Rolls-Royce Phantom and a Cullinan, which of course was customized to get full protection from any attacks. Then there was his rose gold Rolls-Royce Boat Tail, which was as beautiful as it should be.

Jack then came down from the plane; the pilots came to greet Jack, as he was their boss, and when he leaves, only then can they leave, as they were handsomely paid for their all-year-round service.

"Sir, whenever you need your private jet service, just call me." The woman pilot said that as she was also a senior pilot, she excels in air-to-air refueling.

"Alright," Jack nodded at this average-faced pilot; she had short hair and a tight ass.

The female agent who took the money earlier opened the door for Jack to enter into the car.

Jack, after getting inside the car, said, "Crown Building, Manhattan."

The driver nodded, then tapped on a button in the car and repeated what Jack just said.

The entourage was with three cars. First, there was a black Rolls-Royce Phantom, which was loaded with security and the agent from before.

The second car is where Jack was, and the third car was Cullinan, where the security guards are.

It didn't take them long to reach Crown Building; Jack looked at the huge building, which was only 25 floors.

The building was taking up a lot of space. Jack then entered the building; the office of the building was on the second floor, but Jack went to the third floor, as his building has the most expensive hotel in all of New York City.

Reaching the third floor, Jack saw the designs were, although minimalistic, gorgeous.

Jack then walked into the reception; everyone was looking at Jack's entourage, a secretary-like woman, five guards, and a super handsome dude.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Sir, you need reservations for our Hotel Brookings." The receptionist, who was a female, said.

"I want the best room, and you're saying it's unavailable?" Jack asked while frowning with irritation.

"It's not unavailable, but we need your bookings at least one day prior, as this is our hotel's policy." The receptionist said as she was proudly looking at Jack.

Even with so much money, you can't do shit here. The employee thought while grinning at Jack.

Jack saw the grin, his frown disappeared, and he smiled more widely, then gestured the agent to leave from the hotel.

The hotel Jack had just visited was called the "Oman Hotel." Located within his building, it prompted him to take action after witnessing today's incident. He decided to either demand a higher rent or have them vacate the premises.

They were from the Indian Shepherd anyways; Jack was certain this was all his doing.

"Which hotel would be the best?" Jack asked the agent, who was seated now in the front passenger seat.

"Sir, In my opinion, there are better options than this hotel for you. The Plaza Hotel is one of the best in New York and is not as rude as that previous hotel. The agent suggested the Plaza Hotel, which was a couple of blocks away from Jack's building.

Jack, after reaching the Plaza Hotel, went inside of it. The procedures were smooth, but the pricing was over the top.

As Jack has booked for ten days, the cost was $20K per night.

Which cost around 182,000€ for Jack, Jack just shrugged his shoulders and paid the price; the hotel was flexible enough to accept Euro.

Jack entered the suite and dismissed the security. Only the agent remained. Jack sat down on the couch and then gestured for the agent to sit down as well.

"Sir, This is my card. I'll be directly assisting you on any problems you face on air travel from here. You can call me anytime." The agent sweetly said.

"Alright, take care of the plane. Choose the best hangar possible," Jack said while grabbing a glass of water, as the weather was weird in New York.

"Alright then, I'll take my leave then, sir," the agent said while getting up.

Jack waved his hand at the agent and looked at the watch, which was saying ten in the morning, but he felt like it was 8 in the night.

Jack yawned, then took a shower and slept naked while locking his door; he didn't want to take risks, so he commanded the Azazel's Sword to be alert.

The small sword pretended to be a small soldier and guarded Jack's bedside.