Waking up in the arms of his loving ladies, Ray smiled and said:
"I hope this hotel has good soundproofing."
"You didn't seem too concerned about that last night, Daddy," Sam remarked playfully.
"Last night, my beloved daughter gave me her cherry, so I had other things on my mind," he replied with a smile.
"Even if they heard everything — let them listen and be jealous," Kira said with a sweet smile, stretching.
"It seems thanks to you two, I've started to love role-playing," Sam admitted.
"I'm very glad you've discovered the charm of role-playing games. Mommy is very proud of you," Kira said.
"Darling, what are our plans for today?"
"I want to take you to a dolphinarium. There will be an opportunity to swim with the dolphins. We'll need swimsuits and a camera."
"I think it'll be fun!" Sam said happily, kissing Ray on the lips.
"Anything for my princess."
"I have some video shooting skills, so it should turn out well," Ray added.
"I hope you're not talking about the skills you honed while filming home videos with Lily," Kira remarked playfully.
"Daddy, I want to film something like that too!" Sam said with obvious interest.
"We still have plenty of time, we'll do it if you really want to, Princess."
The trip to the dolphinarium was challenging for Ray. The girls dressed in such a way that Ray caught envious looks from other men, which definitely boosted his ego. Even he found it hard to take his eyes off his ladies.
While the girls frolicked in the pool, Ray took on the role of cameraman. The wheelchair limited him, but he managed well.
The girls' tender smiles, radiating happiness, and their joyful laughter warmed Ray's soul. In moments like these, his doubts about his approach to their relationship faded.
Getting out of the pool, Sam approached Ray, hugged him, and said playfully:
"I can see you like what you see?"
"I definitely do, but I didn't expect you to wear something like that."
"I had doubts, but Mom wanted to choose something that would please your eyes. Catching your gaze, I understand she was right."
"It's certainly pleasing to the eye, but I didn't expect you to dare wear something like this in public."
"Your gaze is the only one that matters to me. I'm sure Mom feels the same way."
While Ray was vacationing in various places, having a good time with a couple of his girls, Tyler found himself in the office of very high-ranking officials.
"They want to assign you to the Crimson Devils case."
"We both understand this is a difficult case. There's nothing on them, and whenever we did come across them, they always broke through with force, except for the first incident. I know for a fact that people are simply afraid to storm them. How do you see this playing out?" Tyler asked.
The truth was, Tyler had neither the thoughts nor the desire to take on this case.
"I understand everything," the chief began, raising his index finger, "but they want to create a secret international task force dedicated solely to this."
"I see, the elite are starting to get scared," Tyler smirked. "Can I refuse this assignment?"
"Of course, but in that case, I'll have to fire you. Sorry, I'm not thrilled about it either, but you're just too good, and they gave me an ultimatum."
"I understand."