She walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the full-length mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror and carefully undid her dress.
As the dress slipped off, she was only left clad in a black lace cami she had purposely put on for the night.
But now, she was barely paying any attention to the lace on the cami dress.
Celine gently caressed her underbelly with her long, slender fingers. At the tip of her finger was a curved scar that was shaped like a centipede.
"Chow, don't forget, you owe me your life," Celine said, clenching her fist by her side. "You can only repay me by making me your wife."
After being tormented by Chow for an entire night, Vivian slept in until noon the following day.
Vivian couldn't help blushing when she thought of how Aunt Blaine would probably reac
