"Move one more time, and I'll take you right now!"
At his words, Vera Wave froze as if immobilized by a spell from the Monkey King, her breathing instinctively growing fainter.
The young woman cowered in his arms, not daring to move an inch—a far cry from the little vixen who had been brazenly trying to seduce him moments before.
Feeling the girl's taut skin against him, Kris Cooper was secretly torn between annoyance and a pang of sympathy.
What on earth happened to push her this far?
As he pondered this, he felt the small figure in his arms stir.
"Mr.… Mr. President, c-can I move a little? I… I need to use the restroom?!"
Hearing her voice, Kris Cooper almost burst out laughing.
This girl… she always had this knack for infuriating him one moment and making him laugh the next.
"No."
"But I… I really, really need to go."
It wasn't just 'a little'; she was desperate!
"Well then…" he drew out the words, "Alright!"
