Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Gattlin watched Polly tremble with fear, his heart swelling with a perverse sense of satisfaction.

Recalling the recent disdain he had endured from Sophie and Odie, Gattlin stepped forward and roughly pulled Polly to her feet.

"Ah-!" Polly shivered with fear, her face turning ashen.

Gattlin's greasy hand brushed Polly's cheek as he sneered, "You know, I never noticed before, but you're quite pretty. If you don't want to end up sleeping with the fishes, better make yourself useful to me. If I'm pleased, perhaps I'll let you go."

At his words, Polly stiffened.

Meanwhile, Sophie approached Gattlin, her delicate fingers trailing from his chest down to his abdomen. "Gattlin, Polly is just a little maid. It's beneath you to take your frustrations out on her because of me." Gattlin, a seasoned playboy, understood the implication of Sophie's gestures all too well.

Sophie was dressed in a simple pair of denim shorts and a white tank top, which accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her legs were smooth and long.

Now, with Sophie's seductive gaze, it was clear she was a beauty of the highest order, unmatched in all of Devonport for both her elegance and looks.

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arm hurts terribly, Gattlin. You bumped into me. Don't you think you should give it a proper massage?" Sophie breathed out, lowering her voice seductively, her

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