Lust System: Harem In Two Different Timelines-Chapter 89: Gigolo

After the evolution of the zombie brain core genes, Yasin’s current physical condition was so good that even ordinary Sanda athletes might not be his match.

"Bang!"

Yasin stretched out his hand and slapped Jerry’s fist away, saying disdainfully: "Jerry, don’t show off in front of me. If you have the ability, take a photo with Goddess Lena! If you can get a photo with Goddess Lena, I will admire you! How about we make a bet? If you can also get a photo with Goddess Lena, I will admit defeat. From now on, I will never say a word to Miara and Elena again, and I will never get close to them! If you can’t get it within ten days, then you lose, you lose, and you are never allowed to get close to Miara and Elena!"

"Fuck! You bastard, you dare to bet with me! I’ll beat you to death!" Jerry panted angrily, roared, and punched Yasin again.

Yasin easily avoided Jerry’s fist again and did not confront Jerry head-on. Instead, he continued, "It seems you don’t dare! Jerry, you are such a coward! But you know yourself well and know that you will definitely lose, so you dare not bet with me! But, so what? From today on, Miara is my woman, and Elena, I can take her down at any time..."

"Asshole! You bastard! How dare you!!!"

Jerry was shaking with anger, wishing he could strangle Yasin to death. However, no matter how he attacked, Yasin could easily dodge it. Every time, he felt as if he was hitting cotton.

"Who said I don’t dare! Let’s make a bet!" Jerry finally couldn’t stand Yasin’s provocation and impulsively agreed!

"Just wait! Tomorrow I will ask my dad to take me to visit Lena Whitmore!! Isn’t it just a photo? I will get it for you tomorrow! If I get it and you dare to harass Elena again, I will kill you!!"

Jerry punched the wall twice again, turned around and left, panting unwillingly.

Looking at Jerry’s furious back, Yasin’s mouth corners raised with a hint of success.

A hot-tempered and stupid rich second generation, Yasin had countless ways to kill him.

Now, Yasin even felt that if he killed this stupid brother so easily, wouldn’t it be a waste?

After all, this spoiled fool would be easy to control if he didn’t have the protection of cunning Harry.

Yasin could even imagine how miserable Jerry, a good-for-nothing idiot, would become if Harry died.

After closing the door, Yasin took a comfortable hot bath. He had just made crazy sex with Lena in the bathroom. His penis, thighs and testicles were all covered with Lena’s sticky love juice. If he didn’t wash it clean, Yasin would always feel uncomfortable all over.

After taking a shower, Yasin looked at the time.

11:10 p.m.

Lena Whitmore should have gone home at this time. Yasin wondered what she was doing now. freewёbnoνel.com

Yasin took out his cell phone and called Lena Whitmore.

The phone rang twice and Lena answered it immediately.

"Mr. Adrian?" Lena’s nervous voice came from the phone.

"Yes, my dear little bitch, did you miss me? Did you feel comfortable when your master fucked you in the toilet today?" Yasin deliberately sneered and provoked Lena in a lewd tone.

"Mr. Adrian... please! Please don’t do this again... I... what happened today... please don’t tell anyone!" Lena’s pleading voice came from the phone.

Yasin smiled faintly, and his tone became serious and majestic: "Lena! Is that how you talk to me? It seems that my punishment for you this time is not enough!"

"No! No! Master! I...I...I felt very comfortable being fucked by you today...I...I want more..." There was a slight tremor in Lena’s voice.

"Very good..." Yasin sneered and continued, "I have two things for you to do now! First, how much cash do you have at your disposal now?"

After a brief silence on the other end of the phone, Lena answered honestly, "Most of my money has been used to buy manors and land in Australia. I recently founded a charity and invested in a movie, so I don’t have much money on hand, about three million US dollars."

With Lena Whitmore’s current ability to make money, it’s quite sad that she only has this little cash flow.

Yasin had no doubt about Lena’s honesty at all.

Based on his understanding of Lena in his previous life, Yasin knew that Lena Whitmore’s financial management ability was a mess.

What made Lena stand out was her status in the Hollywood film and television industry and her lofty image in feminist organizations.

Just in January of this year, Lena Whitmore even served as the Goodwill Ambassador of the United Nations Development Fund for Women. While countless men in the world are fascinated by her, Lena Whitmore has also become an idol for countless women.

However, Lena has never been rich because she is willing to do charity.

Lena values her reputation far more than her wealth.

"Then find a way to transfer one million US dollars to my account as soon as possible. I will send you the account number after I hang up the phone."

Yasin said this in a commanding tone, without any sense of shame for being a gigolo.

"Yes... Master... That... Master... If it’s not enough, I can transfer all three million dollars to you... As long as you can keep our affairs confidential..."

Lena’s fearful and panicked voice came from the phone.

Lena cherishes and values her reputation more than her life.

If what she and Yasin did today were to get out, she would surely be ruined.

Three million dollars is nothing to Lena. With her ability to make money, she has plenty of ways to do it.

But if her reputation is damaged, she will have nothing.

What Lena finds most difficult to bear now is the shame in her heart and the fear of being ruined.

"What? Are you ashamed of having sex with your master?" Yasin asked in pretended anger, with an evil sneer on his lips.

The more scared Lena is, the easier it is for him to control her. The more he understands Lena’s bottom line, the more he can find her weak spot and use extreme training to the extreme!

"No! No! Master! It’s an honor for the bitch to be fucked by the master... my slutty pussy... I wish I could be fucked by the master every day... Having sex with the master is Lena’s greatest honor!... But Master, there is a huge age difference between you and me... and you are still a minor... If we do this... I will be ruined..." Lena explained hurriedly in fear.

"Is that so?...Okay, don’t worry, as long as you listen to me, I won’t let my little bitch suffer any loss. Just transfer me one million US dollars, and you have to spend the rest yourself. In addition, if you have any financial products, stocks, futures, etc., sell them all and exchange them for cash tomorrow. I may need cash at any time."

Yasin ordered seriously.

Although it is now the beginning of 2006, there have been some initial signs of the subprime mortgage crisis in the United States.

Yasin doesn’t know whether the subprime mortgage crisis in this world will break out earlier.

Moreover, as far as Yasin knows, although the US subprime mortgage crisis broke out completely in 2008, the futures and stock markets had already begun to show signs of weakness before that.

At this time, buying stocks and futures is definitely not a good choice.

"Yes... I understand, Master... I will ask my financial advisor to do it tomorrow."

"I suggest you change your financial advisor."

Yasin said this with some resentment, and then said in a more serious tone: "The second thing is also the most important thing right now. You must do your best to get it done for me."

"You call Harry Brant tomorrow and find a suitable reason to invite Keith and you to have dinner at the Michelin restaurant in the West Columbia Building in Los Angeles. The time is set at noon on the 10th of this month. Remember! I don’t care what method you use! Even if it’s seduction, no matter what, I must see Harry Brant appear at the East Columbia Building at noon on the 10th!"

"Also! After you make an appointment with him, you don’t have to attend it yourself. Let Keith go to the appointment. Remember, every step must be done according to my instructions! If you encounter any difficulties, you must tell me the first time! Do you understand?"

Hearing Yasin’s tone become extremely stern, Lena immediately agreed obediently: "Yes! Master! Harry Brant and I have indeed had some interactions recently. If I invite him to lunch, there should be no problem... But... Keith and I have broken up..."

"I can see that Keith loves you very much. I think you have plenty of ways to deal with this kind of infatuated bootlicker. You don’t need me to teach you, right?" Yasin said calmly.

"Yes...I understand, Master..."

"Okay, my dear little bitch, it’s getting late, go to bed. After this matter is done, the master will come to your house in person and reward you with his cock and semen."

After saying that, Yasin hung up the phone and sent his credit card account number to Lena Whitmore via text message.

Not long after, a text message came in.

Adding the remaining US$30,000 that Vivian gave him earlier, Yasin now has US$1.02 million in his credit card account!

This is a considerable fortune even for a middle-class family in the United States!

With this money, Yasin can transport a large amount of supplies to the end of the world and make his own manor villa shelter in the end of the world more impregnable!

Of course, it’s time to deal with those people in the villa’s safe house!