Bad_Bishop

The future was doomed, the present was gloom, the past was regretful. At this point, the only reason I was still alive was because my heart and brain functioned and then one night after a great fap, I woke up to a totally different reality, one where I was in the past.

[System installation complete]
[Welcome host to the Perverted Sugar Daddy System]

[You’ve been taken back in time]

I used to be perverted 50 year old man infatuated with younger women in short tight skirts, but now I was in the past with a system.

A system that would help me fulfil my perverted desires. I hadn't planned for this, but I sure as hell was ready to milk it.

Women, money, fame, from where I stood, all these are at my finger tips.

Not only is everyone's mother wife and sister in danger, but so are their companies and territories.

it's just a matter of whether I want to own google or be a simple shareholder in Tesla, infact, why not have both.
There is the option of being a CEO but I don't want that to interfere with my leisure.

My plan is sound and simple but unfortunately you can't eat your cake and have.
If I want to be at the top of the world, then I have to be ready to face problems of those at the top, for example.

"What do u mean witches are real"




TAGS: Mind control, Gangs, manipulation, corruption, oyakodon.

PS: All characters in this book are above 18

RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System

By the time I left Le Don restaurant, it was 6:11 and I headed straight back home.

"As I drove into the parking lot of the building, my eyes briefly fluttered left and right wondering whether someone had noticed my unusual lifestyle and began targeting me.

I parked the Camaro beside my out-of-service Mercedes and as I stepped out, I couldn't help but take a step back and look at the two with amazement.

"Being rich is awesome" I thought a large smile forming on my face.

I mean rather than immediately worrying about how to clean my car after my girl squirted all over it, I just walked into a dealership and got another one.

"Fuck, life is different when you have money."

As I departed from the parking lot though, I couldn't help but grumble within at the fact that I now had to get someone to come clean my car.

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