The floor in front of the office desk, including the chair, was covered with water stains.
Liora gritted her teeth to put on her skirt. She then wiped the floor's moisture with tissue. The lewd smell hit her nose directly, and she couldn't believe she had produced so much fluid.
She tossed the wet tissues into the trash can and turned to see Dashiell, who had somehow come out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel around his waist. He walked straight to the office desk and dialed the intercom, saying, "Come in."
Finlo on the other end of the phone responded immediately, "Yes."
In just three seconds, the office door opened, and Finlo, dressed in a black suit, stood in front of the desk without looking away, awaiting Dashiell's instructions.
"Take her downstairs," Dashiell turned and walke
