"Ray held his breath. Silence hung kinda thick in his dim-ass apartment, broken only by his ragged breathing. A bad gut feeling shot straight from his chest all the way down to his fingertips.
'W-what idea...?' Ray whispered. His voice was almost drowned out by fear.
'Simple as fuck,' the girl's voice answered casually, but her tone suddenly turned ice cold and calculating. 'Here's the deal, Ray... since that trash system of yours is stuck to your soul and can't be transferred to anyone else—real damn shame—I've only got one best option left.'
The girl let out a soft chuckle, a mocking one that stabbed right into Ray's pride.
'Starting right now, you're officially my slave. All you gotta do is bow down, shut the hell up, and follow every order I give without a single complaint.'
Ray's eyes widened completely. His blood boiled instantly. 'WHAT?! You crazy?! No fucking way I'll ever be your errand boy!'
