Shirley looked at him nervously. “No, no. I’m not tired. I’m willing to do it.”

This threatening method was indeed quite effective. “Come upstairs and find me in twenty minutes!” Zacharias said before leaving.

“Oh! Is it starting tonight?” Shirley asked in surprise.

“Do you want to pick a specific time?” the man retorted. Even if she was unwilling, she had to endure it because she couldn’t afford to offend this man.

“All right. I’ll come upstairs in a while,” Shirley replied. She just realized that the man had finished all the dumplings in his bowl. It seemed like he had been really hungry.

It made sense; this man’s mental work must be quite heavy, which made him more prone to. hunger. Shirley washed the dishes and tidied up the table. It was already 11.00PM when she was. done with it.

She sighed while thinking, It’s just three months. I can endure it. However, when she thought about it now, three months seemed quite long! Ninety days! This is unbelievable.

to the third floor, headed to the study, and found that the lights were off. She couldn’t help but wonder if he was in his bedroom. It was not appropriate for

door to the man’s master bedroom. To her surprise, there was no sign of the man

suddenly felt awkward. Was this man planning to have her massage him after he took a

where she had seen many shirtless men and never felt embarrassed, but

wearing only black pajama pants,

chaotic. Did this man really

allowed to watch

you want

he said while using a towel to dry his hair. His usually neat hair was

neck and casually lay on his large gray bed. Shirley took a deep breath and walked over. She reached out

me know, Shirley said

wasn’t a shameful thing; many people paid

back by utilizing her knowledge of massage techniques to apply the right pressure in

wonder he had such good physical prowess; he didn’t cut corners when it

at his waist. Did he really want

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