I Breathe Euro

Henrich gritted his teeth. As the owner of hundreds of billions, he struggled to talk with this youngster who suddenly came out of nowhere.

"Who are you, boy?" Henrich asked; he was curious about this young man.

"Well, you didn't recognize me?" Jack smiled and walked towards the bewildered billionaire.

Henrich almost felt his knees give away from the sheer pressure. Henrich took a step back. He was horrified that this young man would force him to kneel, and being a man of his stature, he doesn't want to do that.

"I didn't recognize you; I have a flight to catch; I'll see you later." Henrich didn't want to deal with Jack anymore; he just wanted to get away from this monster.

Jack did not pursue Henrich. As Henrich returned to his car, Jack stood there, smiling, amused at how a great charismatic man had become nothing in front of him.

" Sir, Your flight is first. Their Embraer Lineage 1000 is delayed a little," Jhon reported to Jack.

"Alright," Jack smiled, then glanced at the massive approaching plane. Jack started to walk towards the jet.

The pilot, seeing a huge person approaching with an entourage of people, stopped the plane; they were planning on stopping toward the limousine.

The cabin crew was panicking while they opened the flight door. Seeing Jack going up the escalator, Henrich, who was supporting himself to stand with a hand on his car roof, was shocked to see the flight Jack was taking.

It was even grander than his Embraer Lineage 1000. Gritting his teeth, he sat down, called the agency where he had booked the flight, and cancelled the entire trip. Five cars left the runway soon.

Jack entered the plane, took off his overcoat, and gave it to a shaky girl who was an air hostess.

Jack smiled at her to make her feel at ease; she then took the overcoat to a different cabin.

Jack sat comfortably in a huge seat, which was laced with displays. After drinking some water, Jack felt relaxed. The cabin crew wanted to serve him whatever he wanted, but sometimes you just need water.

Seeing Yana's father at the airport was a coincidence, and he believed he scared him shitless.

"Well, he took my first lover away from me, so he deserves it," Jack laughed, then clicked on the biggest display in front of him.

"Sir, our duty here is finished. If there's nothing else, we would take our leave." A person came and bowed at Jack. Jack glanced at the individual, who appeared to be the captain of the bodyguard entourage.

Jhon was also beside the captain; Jack smiled and nodded, then waved his hand to dismiss them.

The captain, turning his head from Jack, sighed with relief. He has never faced someone like this.

As he was getting out, the captain suddenly heard Jack's voice, causing his body to jerk slightly. He halted and redirected his attention to Jack.

Jack pulled out his wallet, handed him three 500€ notes, and said, "Here, eat something nice, all thirty of you."

The captain initially wanted to refuse but couldn't; he doesn't know why he couldn't refuse Jack.

Jack, who was giving money, smiled and waved his hand.

"Thank you, Sir." The captain thanked Jack and left. With Jhon.

While Jack was enjoying his water, a man in a colorful suit entered the room. He entered with a smile on his face, and as soon as he saw Jack staring at him, he became extremely uncomfortable.

His cheerful personality was nowhere to be found; he looked serious as if it were his last fight before death.

Coming in front of Jack, he almost whispered something.

Jack squinted his eyes at him. 'What the fuck is this fool babbling about?'

Before Jack could say, "Speak louder," the person in the colored suit straightened himself.

"Sir, I am from Luxembourg. Can I check your passport, please? We've taken permission from the Filipino authorities on your behalf; I will just post this sticker on your passport. The colored suit man showed Jack a sticker-looking thing.

Jack gestured for the flight attendant to come near him; the flight attendant was blushing; even her ear's turned red.

"In my luggage, on the first chain there's my passport; give him that and start the plane already." Jack used a little force; the flight attendant almost kneeled, and the colorful suit person, who was sweating before, started to sweat more even in this cold weather and lowered his head before he did anything wrong.

"Y...yes, Sir." The girl, who was so eager to serve Jack, stuttered with nervousness, and her hand shook when she was searching Jack's bag.

Jack enjoyed his water while looking at the runway; the limousine he just came with was going away. Then he glanced at the man in the colored suit, narrowing his eyes.

Because the armpit and even the forehead of that person are dripping with sweat while checking Jack's passport.

"Why are you sweating so much?" Jack asked him.

"I... it's nothing, S... sir." The more Jack looked at him, the more nervous he became; he was getting tissues from the flight attendance while talking with Jack.

"Fool, hurry up," Jack sneered at the person. Jack was taking a twelve-hour flight, and this fool was sweating and wiping his sweat.

Jack was disgusted by this little fat-colored suit fool; the flowers in his Blazer made Jack more angry.

After checking Jack's passport in a hurry and stamping it several times, the person from Luxaviation said, "Sir, All done. You can stay there for 6 months; usually it's 2 months if you go on an arrival visa, but we have arranged... "

Jack just waved at the guy as to dismiss him—a guy wearing a flower pattern suit who talks so much and smiles all the time. Jack wasn't interested in talking more with him.

After the guy left, the plane door closed, and three pilots came in to meet Jack, but seeing his annoyed mood, they just introduced themselves and dismissed themselves.

Jack found this aircraft to be exceedingly comfortable, surpassing his previous experience. It boasts an expansive cabin, a bedroom, and twenty flight attendants, all of whom are stunning women.

Jack didn't want to fuck around, so he just talked with them for some time. The ladies were eager to talk with Jack, and one flight attendant blushingly disclosed that she was a belly dancer.

Jack and the other flight attendants encouraged her to dance, and she did. She took off most of her clothes as she was dancing; her belly moves like waves in an open sea, smooth.

Jack even got a boner because of it, but he hid it well. Following the dance, Jack presented her with a 2K€ gift as a token of appreciation for her service.

Jack headed to the plane's bedroom with the intention of sleeping through the entire flight. The belly dancer came; her whole dress was torn, her boobs were huge, and she got a little belly fat, which made her more sexy.

"I don't have a condom," Jack very casually said to her.

"Sir, we've got them; tons of them." The belly dancer entered the room and closed the door.

After 3 hours, she opened the door and crawled out of the room; her entire leg was shaking.

Jack felt peaceful inside; after so long, he felt satisfied. He was a little rough on her because as soon as she saw his thing, she said, "It's an elephant trunk."

Jack slept till it was one hour before landing.

Jack woke up and took a bath. He wore a white-colored shirt and black pants and a fluffy overcoat.

Looking at himself, he felt satisfied; the flight was so smooth that Jack didn't feel even an ounce of turbulence.

Going back to the seating area, Jack sat down and ordered some food; there was a personalized chef on board just for him.

After eating and drinking a little beer, he felt fresh and waited for the flight to land.

It took about 40 more minutes for Jack's flight to land on the runway.

" Sir, We have landed on the third and biggest terminal of Ninoy Aquino International Airport, of the Philippines," a flight attendant whispered at Jack's ear.

Jack nodded his head then got up from his seat because the plane's windows were big enough. Jack noticed a large crowd outside, something he hadn't anticipated at the Philippines airport.

As he took the escalator, Jack saw a red carpet attached to his boarding ramp.

As he went down with 20 flight attendants behind him, he saw there were rows of people clapping on both sides of the red carpet.

As Jack got near them, their eyes shined. Even though it was nighttime, the entire terminal had a bright glow. The individuals who were applauding were dressed in suits, exuding an air of professionalism.

As Jack approached them, a person who looked most dignified came close to Jack. The person was bewildered as Jack's aura was so different, but clenching his teeth, he shook Jack's hand.

" Hello, Nice to see a German minister; you're so young. I am the secretary of the foreign affairs of the Philippines. I would like to introduce you to our staff. Although Filipino, he spoke very clear English; he was fluent at it.

Jack looked at the man who was holding his hand, then tilted his head in confusion.

"Dude, I am not a German minister," Jack smiled, then said to the secretary.

Secretary looked at Jack then the plane; he couldn't believe his eyes. A plane was parked on the adjacent runway, surrounded by a confused group of people, many of whom appeared to be officials.

"Why did you come in such a huge plane?" The secretary was calm and smiled at the foolishness of his official staff.

"Well, I like to travel like this." Jack also smiled; he couldn't just be rude to the Secretary of Foreign Affairs.

Both of them laughed.