"What about little undies?” said Angeline.
"Do you wanna wear mine?" Jay frowned, he said impatiently, "You’ll have to put up with it."
Angeline wanted to cry but found no tears
She walked out wearing that large-sized t-shirt, the shirt clearly had a loose cut, but it still accented the sexiness of her body.
Especially those two long legs of hers, they were slender and sculpted, just like a piece of art.
Her long wet hair rested on her smooth skin. It added a n aura of innocence to her.
However, she was still wearing that mask.
Jay's throat rumbled, his noble, handsome face showed the slightest sign of being charmed.
Angeline was alluring enough already, she leaned her body on the table while looking at him with emotional eyes.
"Mr. President, would you like me to warm your bed?"
Jay choked a little, although she never knew the concept of shamefulness since they were both kids, she became cautious and fragile after she possessed Rose’s body.
Her little habit surfaced all of a sudden, and it made
Jay very happy inside.
"How much?” he asked with a gentleman’s tone.
Although he had many dark and devilish intentions inside his mind, like bedding her, kissing her, feeling all over her... but Jay was an extremely rational and calm person.
Before he cleared up the doubts that he had in his head, he would not do something that would make her feel regretful.
For example, what if she knew that his father was the one that killed her, how could she be in love with the son of her own killer?
For example, why was she always wearing a mask to hide her own identity, yet she did not want to confess t o him about it? What was she contemplating?
Angelina's smile fell apart, the topic of money came u p and it was hurtful.
"Mr. President, you can decide the pay based on my service." she smiled bitterly, accepting his offer.
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