Prologue
All these close by let out an “Ohh” in admiration.
Apparently, she was a foreigner, and had long red hair, amber eyes with a strong gaze, and finely chiselled features over her bridge. Also, she had a well-proportioned and extraordinary figure that was noticeable even through her clothes. Finally, black knee-socks covered a pair of beautiful legs extending from her short skirt.
Her sweet smile was so erotic, that I was captured by her for a moment.
But, this favourable impression was shattered by her next words.
“—You. Become my slave.”
Needless to say, that first impression of her was the worst.
Chapter end
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