Stephanie did not like Harold during the day. She liked him at night.
She liked to touch the scars on his body. Even though Harold was unwilling to let her see the scars till now, Stephanie had kissed every part of it, and Harold's body was set on fire under her lips.
On New Year's Eve, Stephanie did not make it back and slept in the hotel for the whole day. When she planned to rush home the next day, Relax Room got in trouble. Stephanie dragged her aching body to deal with it.
Emily had arrived early in the morning.
She had dealt with similar situations before. She was more experienced.
However, it was trickier this time.
The other party was harder to deal with.
"There is a newly opened Relax Room in the east of the city. Are they picking on us?" Stephanie sat in the office and asked with a frown.
"Why would they do that?" Emily did not understand.
