"Go away before I kill you."
Lor raised both hands in a lazy gesture of surrender.
"I mean no harm. Especially after the good time we just had." His tone stayed light. "I'm tired and thirsty. Can I get some water?"
Kuri stared at him. Suspicion tightened her expression.
Why would he want to come to her house?
The thought surfaced immediately — maybe he wanted to fuck her again.
The moment it formed, her pussy twitched hard inside the wet panties. A fresh pulse of heat ran down her legs. She kept her face blank through pure force of will.
"…Fine," she said after a moment. "I tried to kill you this afternoon. Least I can do is give you water."
Lor smiled. "Thanks."
She turned and started walking. He followed without comment.
Her house sat on a quieter street near the edge of the district — a small, secluded place with a plain wooden door and no fancy markings.
Nothing about it looked like it belonged to someone who took assassination jobs or maybe it did.
