Kris Cooper reached out and grabbed the belt of Vera Wave's bathrobe.
"Weren't you the one who wanted to feel an ecstasy so intense it's like dying and going to heaven, to wake up clinging to the walls, your back aching and legs weak? Well, I'm here to fulfill that wish!"
"No!" Vera grabbed the belt. "I... I can't afford it!"
One million for each time, two million for another. Even if she were sold, she couldn't afford it!
That silly girl is still worried about money! Kris Cooper was so furious he actually laughed, words squeezing out from between his teeth.
"Buy one get one free. This one's on the house!"
"Wait!" Vera clung to her clothes. "I... I need to use the restroom!"
She had wanted to use the restroom when she first got up, but Kris Cooper's interruption had made her forget. Now, under stress, she'd nearly wet the bed.
"Let me up!"
