Stephanie's expression changed instantly.
She realized that the thing in her hand was not Theodore's c**k.
It was a gun!
The cold muzzle shattered all of Stephanie's previous feelings. The blood that had been boiling cooled instantly.
'Theodore wants to kill me?! Why?! Is it because I was too useless? Or because I kept causing him trouble?'
However, just as Stephanie's mind was in chaos, Theodore stuffed the gun into her hand and then stepped back and released his hold on her. "Seems you're ready to show me what you can do in bed. Now, show me your shooting skills."
Stephanie frantically moved away the object blocking her view. It turned out to be earmuffs. Finally, she could see clearly again.
She looked around and realized she was in a remodeled shooting range. To mimic a slum env
