Chloe checked at her wet face in the mirror. The ruddy cheeks still hadn't disappeared, which scared her, as she didn't want to be seen as a cheap whore…
"Chloe, Vincent called you a cheap whore just because you asked for a second round after two minutes of sex. He told you that no woman was lusty and disgusting like yourself because of that…." Chloe reminded herself, not wanting to give in to the lust inside her body. "You don't want to be seen as filthy by another man— and that man is the cute little Vernon you cared for, right? So stop asking for more!"
Chloe slapped her cheeks lightly a few times to wake herself up. She fixed her shirt and dried her face with tissues before leaving the Velvet room.
She saw Vernon sitting in his executive chair while clasping his hands on the desk, seemingly in deep thought about something.
Her cheeks reddened again, thinking about what they had done ten minutes ago.
