LOVING THE GAMMA

In the vast expanse of the night sky, a passenger jet cuts through the darkness, its cabin a quiet sanctuary amidst the chaos of the world below.

The silence wasnt meant to last, as it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected voice.

"Maam, youre exposing yourself."

Kent Tian lay lazily in his seat, having enjoyed the view from a strategic angle for quite some time before casually speaking up.

Beside him sat a woman of unparalleled beauty, a rare gem that could be described as stunning and breathtaking.

Her hair was like a fiery blaze, and her lips as red as flames, with a physique that whispered temptation at every turn.

What captivated Kent the most was the impressive curvature of her chest, a sight that could be likened to a raging sea, not an overstatement by any means.

Perhaps due to their grandeur, a button had at some point quietly escaped, playfully disappearing to who knows where.

As the beauty unconsciously shifted, a glimpse of heaven was revealed!

The dazzling white immediately caught Kents attention, ensnaring his gaze and holding it captive.

However, sensing the womans growing awareness, Kent decided to play the gentleman and take the initiative.

Maybe he could earn a smile from the beauty and deepen their浜ゆ祦 later.

"Scoundrel!"

But instead of the expected gratitude for his timely warning, he received a disdainful label of "scoundrel," accompanied by a pair of rolled eyes filled with disgust, as if she were looking at a lecher.

"Uh, maam, I dont think I did anything to you, did I?"

Kent wore a puzzled expression; he had kindly reminded her of her exposure, so why was he now branded a scoundrel?

A true scoundrel would have stared without warning, right?

And perhaps even reached out with a pair of unsavory hands to shamelessly experience the fullness he had glimpsed.

While his covert actions earlier might have been considered scoundrel-like, his reminder had been purely kind-hearted and genuine.

After all, such a splendid view was best enjoyed in solitude, not shared with others.

His well-intentioned efforts seemed lost on the beauty.

"Hmph, dont think I dont know what you were doing just now. If your eyes dare to look at things they shouldnt again, dont blame me for being rude!"

With that, Tara Tang extended a small hand to cover her chest, blocking the escaped view, her bright eyes flashing with a hint of ice and a mix of anger.

This could perhaps be termed as dignity, a quality cultivated by those long in positions of power.

From this, it was evident that this beauty with a face that could launch a thousand ships was not of humble origins.

"..."

Facing this barrage of accusations, Kent wisely chose silence, not uttering another word.

The reason was simple; he had taken the opportunity when the beauty closed her eyes to conduct a 360-degree scan, feeling guilty as a thief.

"Rake!"

Bestowing another elegant title upon Kent, Tara rose and coldly commanded, Move aside.

"After you!"

Feeling remorse for his wrongdoing, Kent immediately got up and made way.

His demeanor was one of utmost respect.

Had it been any other day, he wouldnt have let the beauty pass without a proper exchange and a bit of harmless teasing, right?

Joking aside!

But today was different; it was time to bow his head when necessary, lest he face repercussions.

Click, click, click...

Leaving a cold hum, Tara strode gracefully towards the restroom, her high heels echoing her progress.

That tiny waist caught Kents sidelong glance; even from a different angle, her figure remained flawlessly perfect...

"Hmm? Something seems off."

As Kent prepared to return to his seat, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Because immediately after Tara left, two more individuals headed towards the restroom, seemingly following her.

A peculiar phenomenon indeed; could it be that everyone decided to relieve themselves at the same time? Too coincidental.

Understanding that the lavatories on a plane were limited, three people going at once seemed abnormal.

Moreover, the bodyguard-like man had just whispered an assenting Yes, young master, rest assured.

Though the voice was faint and well-concealed, Kent perceived it clearly, ringing in his ears.

This only reinforced his suspicions...

"I think Ill see what youre up to."

Relying on his keen instincts, Kent believed that the two black-clothed bodyguards following the beauty had ill intentions.

Perhaps someone wanted to play out some thrills on the plane.

After all, the beauty beside him was exceptional, a one-in-a-thousand find.

Engaging in such activities at such lofty heights would indeed have a unique charm, and perhaps someone had just that in mind.

With such beauty, it was natural for certain male creatures to be driven by lust and emboldened...

With these thoughts in mind, Kent quietly rose and followed the two men discreetly.

When fate brings people together, one should not let a blossoming flower be trampled by pigs.

That would be far too regrettable.