Ray stared at the back of the hot woman standing in front of the lingerie store display. She was tall, had a mature body, tight jeans hugging her round hips, and a low-cut blouse that showed off her tempting cleavage every time she leaned forward a little.
"I... can't do this," Ray muttered quietly, his voice shaking. Pretending he wasn't horny in front of that annoying short girl.
Milady, standing right next to him, immediately turned her head. Her thin smile disappeared instantly. Her big eyes narrowed, and a cold aura wrapped around Ray.
"You gonna refuse again?" Her voice was low but clearly threatening. Her small finger moved slowly in the air. "Want me to stab needles into your brain again until you cry and beg for mercy right here?"
Ray immediately bit his lower lip. Cold sweat ran down the back of his neck. "I... I'll do it. But... how? I can't just charge in like—"
