Noticing him standing still facing the exit, like a hare, Aily tossed herself forward before locking her arms and embracing his legs.
"What are you doing?" His brows elevated, Virus asked.
"Please don't leave just like that. They're going to punish me if you do. Do it with me!"
"…"
"I beg you…" Tears covered the corner of Aily's eyes as she implored. The fate that awaited her in case of failure was so horrible that honestly, she preferred death over it.
On one hand, she desired nothing but escaping from this nightmarish house of terror, on the other hand, she was horrified at the mere imagination of being punished so savagely as the other disobedient prostitutes had been so far.
