He leaned down and pressed against my body. His firm and sturdy chest muscles pressed heavily on me.

Seizing my wrists, he stared into my eyes with a burning gaze. “A man like Ah Zong, can he satisfy you? Does he have the strength to last until the end? Is he hard enough?!” He spoke in a contemptuous tone. I disliked him right now. He was taken over by alcohol.

“You will only receive true happiness from my body!!” He pulled my hand harshly and pressed it onto his firm chest. A firm metal bead pressed against my palm. He looked down at me dominantly with his murky eyes. “Touch me!” he said with a hoarse voice in a commanding tone!

“How about Sayee?!” I glared at him coldly. “How about...