Asher's heart skipped a beat. If he hadn't reacted quickly, that knife would have cut right off his member. "Shirley, that's a bit harsh, isn't it?"
"You jerk!" Seeing her attack miss, Shirley, surprised yet determined, dropped the act. She swiftly pulled the knife out and lunged it diagonally toward Asher's groin.
Asher leaned back just in time, narrowly avoiding this deadly strike, missing by mere inches.
Not willing to give up, Shirley gripped the dagger and continued to stab at Asher, aiming solely for his d*ck.
"You're not an ordinary person!" Besides being a bar singer, Shirley had another identity: a ruthless killer known as "Deadly Rose," feared by many.
She had never missed a target in all these years, yet today she found herself thwarted by Asher.
"Your knife skills are imp
