A Stripper's Nightmare
He seemed to get my point, freezing his assault in mid-air.
Misaki still had her signature, calm smile, plastered on her face, but I knew her too well. She was pissed off and frustrated about the fact that I was still protecting Danielle.
"Now isn't this very convenient for someone like you?" I said to her in a taunting tone.
She may act like someone without a care in the world, someone without emotions, and that might fool many people, but not me. I knew something she desperately wanted, something she desperately needed, apart from her addiction to ruining a perfect date night.
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