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

"To be a bird is to fly, just as to swim is to be a fish."

I don't know the meaning of what just came to my head, but the rewards I had been awarded by the system threatened to shut down my brain.

I mean sure the system hadn't offered me some ridiculous amount of shares in a company but I had a strong feeling that what I had just been offered far surpassed that.

Before entering the tunnel, I had been asking for 10% in Microsoft but now, even though John Stokes was dead, I didn't feel like I deserved such a hefty compensation.

With the near traumatic beatdown I had suffered at Mike's hand back in Hatton, I had dreadfully entertained the possibility of a similar repeat in the Hyde Park tunnel, yet in the end here I was John Stokes dead having suffered no injuries.

Trauma?