The Untouchable Ex Wife novel Chapter 860

"Do what?" Renee asked in confusion. She pointed at the joystick and said nervously, "Y-you… Don't you have to operate it? Isn't this too dangerous?"

"The plane is 40000 feet above the ground and on autopilot until it lands. I'm now free to do whatever I want."

"It's so high-tech!" Renee was so shocked, though she did not understand.

Renee had heard of planes flying completely on autopilot without continuous hands-on control. Pilots bored on long flights would always end up having some hanky-panky actions with the flight attendants.

'Stefan said he could do a lot of things. Was this what he meant?! Wait!'

Renee shook her head and scolded herself, 'Renee, you must be mad! Why are you suddenly thinking about this? You and your dirty mind!'

Stefan slowly leaned closer to Renee and trapped her in the seat. He smiled at her inexplicably flushed cheeks and asked meaningfully, "What's on your mind? Why is your face suddenly red?"

"Is it red? No, it's not!" Renee tried to act calm and put the back of her hand on her cheek. He was right. Her cheeks were really hot.

"You look so red and delicious, like a cherry…"

"Stefan, you… Hmm!"

Stefan pressed his lips on Renee's cherry-like lips again, catching her by surprise. She could not even react in time.

"We didn't have enough fun in the car earlier. Let's continue..."

Stefan spoke into Renee's ear with a husky voice and unbuttoned her shirt wildly.

"Stefan, are you crazy? We're 40,000 feet in the air! You're not flying the plane properly, you... Hey! What are you doing?!"

Renee's heart was pounding nervously. She pressed her delicate hand against Stefan's restless palm in fear. She was afraid. Her whole family could be gone at the slightest mistake!

Stefan slowly buttoned his shirt with his long fingers and reverted to his usual modest and gentlemanly appearance.

He concentrated on monitoring the instrument panel. The aircraft was level, and the gauges were all within their nominal operating parameters.

Renee was completely exhausted. Her cheeks were still red. She lay limply on the cushion and cursed through gritted teeth, "You're a freaking beast!"

Stefan grinned. "If I'm a beast, you're the beast's wife. We're the same kind."

"Hmph! I am not talking to you!"

Renee turned her back and fixed her clothes.

The passionate madness earlier was a surreal mix of reality and fantasy that left her with a clear and vivid sensation. 'It's crazy. You've gone mad, Renee!' she thought to herself.