"Right, that's me. What about it?"
No sooner had Timothy spoken than the woman in the black robe lunged forward, wrapping her arms halfway around his neck, her delicate body pressing close without any hesitation.
"It's so great to see you, Timothy! I've admired you for so long and always wanted to meet you in person. I can't believe I'm actually seeing you now!"
Her fragrance was intoxicating, yet not overpowering, like a myriad of blossoms.
Though her black robe concealed everything tightly, her every move radiated a captivating charm.
Timothy was momentarily stunned, his body involuntarily stepping back.
Aside from Goddess Sylvia, hardly any woman could unsettle him like this.
But in that instant, he felt something stir within him!
Was it a charm spell?
It didn't seem like it.
The vulnerability and allure seemed to naturally emanate from the woman before him.
