Chapter 324: Repeated Generous Gestures
The following morning, Alex awoke with the dawn with his two beautiful lovers by his side. He made sure that they all enjoyed themselves together, what with their morning rituals and a nice family breakfast, before kissing the two women goodbye.
Though Hee-Young and Ja-Young wanted Alex to stay with them, the man was forced to depart. After all, he had unfinished business to take care of. Because of this, he stepped out the door, and once he confirmed that nobody was watching teleported back to the United States.
More specifically, right where he had anchored himself, which was directly outside the penthouse suite that Aisha was currently staying at. Aisha’s affection towards Alex had fluctuated throughout the night. She had, after all, begun researching who Alex was.
On the surface, Alex was the spoiled son of a billionaire who pursued a professional career of fighting, where he was not one free from controversy. In addition to this, he was a playboy with several dozen confirmed lovers. All of which he appeared to be providing for on his mother’s dime.
Or so the public believed. But Alex, of course, had his own sources of revenue, the largest of which was Los Zetas. Alex took 10% of their yearly revenue, giving him roughly 50 billion dollars a year in cold hard cash, untraceable, and untaxable. The man could definitely say he had more cash flow than anyone else on the planet.
After all, most billionaires could not just come up with a billion dollars in cash on the spot like Alex had done so the night before. Their wealth was tied to assets of different kinds. But Alex’s wealth was mostly in the form of drug money. Money which sat in an offshore account which he could spend at his own liking.
Sure, Alex invested a large sum of the money so that he could get even more money over time. But he also kept a lot of it in his account simply so he could slap people across the face with cash whenever he felt like it.
Aisha, of course, did not know this. But she could tell there was more to Alex than the public was aware of, and he had helped her escape from a troublesome marriage. Because of this, her affection had risen to a whopping 75/100 the previous night while Alex was sleeping with Ja-Young and her mother.
Alex fully intended to take advantage of this and seal the deal. After all, Aisha was one of several girls in the Middle Eastern arc, and currently she was one of two that he knew about. At any moment, his rival could make a move on the others, and he felt he had spent enough time working on Aisha already.
Alex’s generosity had stunned the woman. Why was he willing to spend so much money on her? Was it because she was a princess? Or did he just want her to be another one of his women? But when she thought about it, was that really the worst thing in the world?
While Aisha thought about this, Alex grabbed hold of her wrist and dragged her out of the penthouse, where he took her down the elevator to the armored limousine that was waiting for the two of them while surrounded by a variety of armed guards.
Aisha was surprised by this and was about to ask when Alex confirmed that these were her new security guards.
“Yes, the limo is armored. It is rated to stop 30-06 AP rounds and multiple frag grenades. The bodyguards I have assigned to you are all ex-special forces and have ample experience with VIP protection. Both during their time in active service and in private security.
From here on out, they will be with you everywhere you go. Rest assured, even if your family wanted to exact vengeance on you for fleeing into exile, they won’t be able to touch you.”
Aisha broke out into tears as she hugged Alex tightly. Her biggest fear since fleeing Saudi Arabia was her father’s reprisal. And Alex seemed to have solved this issue himself. Alex noticed the affection rating increase substantially, bringing him one step closer to conquering this beautiful Arabian princess.
[Aisha is overwhelmed by your repeated generous gestures!]
[+24 Affection!]
[Aisha’s Affection: 99/100]
With this, Alex just needed one more affection point before the Arabian Princess finally submitted herself to him. Of course, he would not stop until he got that fabled 200/200 rating. After all, he wanted all of his women to worship him as their god.