Margaret was soon seated on a sofa; the air of unfamiliarity shrouding her caused Charles to furrow his brows slightly.0

A gaunt man in the shop was glancing around, his gaze filled with hints of lust. Upon noticing that Margaret was alone, he slowly slid toward her, and his hand darted out toward her chest with a predatory swiftness.0

But before his hand could grasp Margaret's full bosom, a sharp grappling hook shot through the air and pierced the man's forearm with brutal precision.0

"Ahhhhh!" the man screamed in agony as Charles dragged him out of the shop and onto the street.0

Hearing the commotion, Margaret looked up. Her pupils were dilated, and her gaze unfocused as she let out a giggle.0

Charles entered the shop...0