Warnings ⚠: Some content and words in this chapter may be unsuitable for some readers. Please read at your own risk.
If he was a handsome man or had a good body, then I will watch the scene to feast my eyes. But I couldn't watch so turn my face to the side.
He could misunderstand my action but I didn't give it a damn.
Despite being a brothel, the room was soundproof. I don't want outsiders to hear the conversation happening inside the room.
While facing to the side, I reached a glass of juice that was on the table earlier. Without anyone noticing I slipped a tablet into the drinks. The table was just attached to the bed and was easier for me to reach.
As Khalid was about to reach the bed and was at arm's length, I brought the glass in front of him.
He altered his eyes between me and the glass. He seemed confused by my actions.
"Rose, do you want me to have this drink? My thirst won't be quenched with this juice but--"
