Chapter 24

That coat was too short as long as her corset, barely covering her soft tits.

Victor had a flash of lust in his eyes. It was really temptation.

"You are a pervert!"

Rosalie hurriedly went to the corner of the sofa and sat down, sitting far away from Victor.

Both of them were adults. Why would she wear such short clothes? It's just a crazy dream.

Victor was also in his late 20s, but why he just came back from the adult store with a bunch of these?

"I bought so you must wear."

His tone was always so domineering, and he threw out a few more beautiful boxes from the shopping bag.

Rosalie opened but closed her eyes immediately. There were female police costumes, sailors' uniforms, school-style clothing—he got all he needed.

"Forget it! I won't wear them."

Rosalie threw them away with a disgusted face: "If you want to play like this, you'd better go to Jemima, Vanessa or others. I will not wear these even if I die."

She was righteous and looked very determined.

"Rosalie!" Victor'