"It's my job, so relax and spend your entire savings. I don't really care how many women you have done it with or said such flowery words to," the woman put a hand on his mouth, stopping him from speaking, with a seductive smile on her face.
"Oh, okay," the man said with a forced smile on his face as his mood turned sour for some reason.
Suddenly, he felt someone's hand on his shoulder, which made his initial sour mood turn to rage as he looked behind him while cursing.
"Huh, who the fuck-" the man paused as he looked up to see a giant figure with a mask on.
"What were you going to say?" a deep male voice came from the male figure, which filled the man with a terrifying instinct of death.
It was as if he didn't answer, the man could die right there without a single chance to live.
"Nothing, nothing," the man shook his head while trying to hide his fearful expression.
