Michael kept staring at the girl before his eyes with bewilderment. Wait… she is going for her undies too? He couldn't stop himself before he rushed to her side and held her hand from doing any further things.
"Master…" She uttered in a voice that sounded rather seducing to his ears. Layla kept staring at him, her lips forming a cute pout, one that was enough to melt a grown man. Michael was finding it hard to control himself from doing something rather lewd.
"What are you doing?" He asked in an authoritative voice.
"I-I was undressing for you to—" She sounded innocent and Michael felt pity.
"Did I tell you to do any such thing?" He asked and Layla found him glaring at her. But all her thoughts vanished in thin air when she noticed the scene on the wall mirror. She kept staring at herself where her hands were held at her back by Michael as she was trying to open her red bra.
