Hela was very agitated. She drank one glass of wine after another, and her eyes darted around like she was looking for a thief, trying to find out which bastard was among the people coming and going.

She was too clever for her own good and assumed that she must be under that person's surveillance, so she thought that bastard must be here.

In the paid dining area upstairs and downstairs, Luis was sitting alone, holding his phone and sending another message to tease her.

"A beauty emerging from her bath is truly something to look forward to. Your skin is so much fairer than I ever imagined."

This was complete nonsense, but after reading it, Hela's ears turned red, and she couldn't help looking around again, wondering just where that lecherous scoundrel was hiding.

"Sir, here is your sashimi platter, your charcoal grilled lamb, and your braised turtle."

The waiter quickly served the dishes. Luis said thank you and began to eat, accompanied by two glasses, replenishing his energy slowly and methodically as he prepared for the upcoming battle.

"Where are you exactly? I have finished my wine and I have finished my food."

Another message came from Hela. Luis ate a piece of lamb and replied, "Go and book a room with a double bed. Send me the room number and remember to leave the door slightly ajar, do not close it completely."

"Put the blindfold on properly. Take off your bathrobe. I only want to see you wearing your underwear."

"If I cannot see it, then our entire agreement is void."

Normally, when staying at a hotel, both men and women need to register their identification, but at a bathhouse the rules are not so strict. If one person books the room, only that one person is registered. Who knows if someone else might slip in during the night?

Two glasses of whiskey were not normally too much for Hela, but together they amounted to six ounces. Drinking so quickly had left her vaguely intoxicated.

Her rest had been poor lately due to immense pressure, and now, with her mind in such turmoil, she actually felt a bit dizzy.

After all, she simply could not figure out how to face this situation.

"Ma'am, we are out of standard double rooms. Would a themed room with a round bed be acceptable?"

"What is a themed room with a round bed?"

Hela was stunned when she heard this.

"It features a large round bed, and includes some items like an octopus chair," the front desk clerk said, her face reddening. "It's more suitable for couples. It would be a bit of a waste for you to rest here alone, but it is the only room type we have available right now."

"Then this one it is!"

Hela gritted her teeth and agreed.

"Alright, room 668. Please take your room key."

When she entered the room, Hela's face flushed even redder.

It was practically set up like a sauna love nest, complete with a private bathroom and shower. Inside was a large waterbed, the kind she had only ever seen in adult videos.

In the center of the room stood the large round bed, flanked by a chaise lounge and the octopus chair. The entire room exuded a lewd, sensual atmosphere.

Subconsciously, she adjusted the room's temperature. Sitting on the edge of the bed, her face flushed, Hela thought for a moment, then went and turned off the main lights, leaving only a very dim lamp on the bedside table.

Then, she took a deep breath, removed her bathrobe, and lay down wearing only her underwear. Picking up her phone, she hesitated for a moment before sending the message.

"Come in five minutes. I will put the blindfold on obediently."

Hela was intensely curious about who this man was. She desperately wanted to use a little clever trick, to leave herself a slight angle from which she might catch a glimpse of him.

But then she thought better of it, too afraid to try. Mainly because this guy's mind was so meticulous. What if her lack of cooperation angered him? What would she do then?

While drinking earlier, she had also thought about it calmly. If this were someone she knew well, he would have no need for all this theatrical mystery. Simply producing the evidence would be enough to make her submit obediently.

Never mind paying him money, she would even compromise and sleep with him if necessary.

But he was going to such great lengths, probably because he did not want her to know his identity. She couldn't do something where curiosity killed the cat.

With a sigh, she sat up and obediently put on the blindfold. Now unable to see anything, Hela sat on the bed, waiting with a heart full of anxiety and fear.

For her, every moment felt like a year. Her mind was filled with endless conjectures, countless wild imaginings, and even a tiny, faint thread of anticipation. Just who was this man so obsessed with her?

He didn't want money. Not tens of thousands, not even hundreds of thousands. All he wanted was to possess her body.

How old was he really? Who was he? At a time like this, he should be extremely cautious, right? Would he have taken some kind of drug before coming?

In the agonizing, drawn out wait, perhaps because her sight was gone, her hearing became more acute. Even though the sound was very faint, Hela heard it.

The door was pushed open gently, then closed, and the lock clicked shut.

"You are so beautiful!"

Luis merely lowered his voice, and the sound that came out was completely different. It sounded odd, even without any voice changer.

In truth, she certainly wasn't familiar with Luis's normal voice, but to be safe, he had to maintain the disguise carefully. He did not want to reveal his identity tonight.

"Don't bother with the lines you use on little girls."

Sitting squarely in the middle of the bed, Hela retorted coldly, but inwardly she couldn't control a surge of delight. It had been so long since anyone had paid her such a compliment.

"At a moment like this, why would I lie to you? Would you bother trying to flatter a piece of fish already lying on the chopping board?"

Luis took off his bathrobe and got onto the bed naked, his eyes already tinged with red. This was, without a doubt, an unexpected surprise.

Hela, positioned in the center of the round bed, truly far exceeded Luis's expectations. Despite feeling furious every time he saw her before, Luis had never really noticed her figure properly.

Her looks were absolutely first class. Honestly, compared side by side, she was even more beautiful than Yana.

After all, she was Chloe's older sister. How could she be ugly?

Even without a trace of makeup, her delicate features held a more mature, womanly charm. The maturity only enhanced her allure. Her hair, tied up simply, actually accentuated this advantage.

Her bra encased her breasts, squeezing out a deep cleavage that proved their size was in no way inferior to her sister's.

The tiny purple panties hid her final area of shyness. Most importantly, the fullness of her body wasn't fat. Her waist wasn't the tiniest, but it was perfectly proportioned.

One could say her proportions were nearly perfect. Many young girls didn't have such balanced curves. The allure of this body far exceeded anything he had imagined.

Hela couldn't see anything. She only knew the man had climbed onto the bed. Trembling, she said, "I, I don't like that comparison."

"You'll like me well enough."

Luis moved closer, embraced her, and kissed her directly. In her panic, Hela instinctively clenched her lips and shut her teeth.

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