Willow Stone monitored Felicity's every movement carefully. She wanted to catch the latter red-handed, flirting with Finn Taylor.
But the more she observed them, the more she couldn't help but feel that Felicity was more like a slave than a mistress. 'It seems like this man is different from what the rumors make him out to be. He has some ability after all.'
After settling Finn Taylor and Willow Stone down in the hotel, Felicity left.
The duo was left in the hotel room alone.
While showing off her long and slender legs, Willow Stone held a wine glass in her hand.
"You're very different from what Yvette described."
"Did she say I was a meek and quiet girl?"
"That's right."
"Do you think all meek and quiet girls are fools who always submit to others?"
"At least you aren't like that."
"People change. I just want you to get to know a different side of me."
