His lactating lover

02

Michael Liu came over with tools to help me fix my door lock. Before leaving, he reminded me of the danger in the area.

"There are many wandering thugs around here, and you shouldn't go to the factory alone at night. They hide in the shadows and can drag you away. In the past, there have been incidents like this with female workers, and by the time they were discovered, it was too late."

His warning was sincere, and I panicked. Because of my looks, I've had to fend off small-time thugs before, and each time, my foster mother would scold me, saying I deserved it for having "fox eyes." Now that I'm at this electronics factory, I'm alone and don't know what to do if something happens.

I looked at Michael Liu, who seemed friendly, and decided to trust him. I grabbed his hand and begged for his help.

"Mr. Liu, please help me! I don't want to be dragged away by those thugs!"

My heart was pounding, and my face was pale with fear. Michael Liu hesitated for a moment but then reassured me.

"As the security team leader, it's my duty to protect everyone's safety."

His response was professional, and I realized I needed to take a bold step. I bit my lip and made a proposition.

"Mr. Liu, I have a secret... I have milk. Can we make a deal?"

My voice was barely audible, but Michael Liu heard me. He was taken aback, and a flash of excitement crossed his eyes before disappearing. He asked cautiously, "You're serious?"

I nodded, closing my eyes. This was my deepest secret, not even my foster mother knew about it.

"So... are you willing to share your milk with me?" Michael Liu asked, still in disbelief.

I confirmed, "Yes, I'll give you my milk if you can protect me."

Michael Liu looked at me intensely, his skin flushing red. He agreed to try and left the room, closing the window curtains and the door behind him.

"Don't force yourself, just do what you can," he said, showing unexpected tenderness.

I felt a bit warmer towards him. Over the years, my chest has often felt swollen due to this embarrassing condition, and sometimes I've had to wear thick bras to avoid detection. But now, despite the pain, I could only squeeze out a few drops. I was too nervous.

What if Michael Liu thought I was lying and refused to protect me? I decided to take a chance. Blushing and feeling shy, I lay down on the bed and reached my hand towards my pants.

I lay in bed, my hand groping down.

Soon, my body reacted, sending a tingling sensation throughout my body.

I succeeded.

How could this work?

I managed to squeeze out a large bottle, and Michael Liu was amazed, drinking it all in one gulp.

After finishing, his swollen skin quickly returned to normal.

He praised the effectiveness of my milk and we agreed that I would provide him with two cups of milk every day, once in the morning and once in the evening, in exchange for his protection from the small thugs in the factory.

Michael Liu brought me new sheets and a large bag of snacks from his room before leaving, reminding me to attend the new employee training the next day.

"Thank you!"

Suddenly, I felt a bit less helpless and smiled as I watched him leave.

The next day, I woke up early, washed up, and delivered the prepared milk to Michael Liu.

"Good quality," he said, nodding in approval and drank it all up.

He made sucking sounds as he drank.

I blushed and turned away.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you," he said, energized after finishing his drink.

"Yes!" I replied shyly.

Because of my embarrassing condition, I haven't been able to get close to anyone over the years, and at school, I was isolated by Samantha Ye because of my looks.

I didn't have a single friend.

But Michael Liu was different. We were both considered odd by others.

In front of him, I didn't feel like I had to pretend anymore.

Moreover, my strange illness could alleviate Michael Liu's pain, giving me a sense of unspoken accomplishment.

During the factory training, Samantha Ye wore high heels and deliberately walked back and forth in front of me, stirring up trouble among the female workers.

"Some people just know how to manipulate others. While everyone else is in four or six-person rooms, she gets to stay in a single room. How special!"

"During school, she bewitched all the boys in class and even made them fight for her."

I ignored her.

The week-long training ended quickly.

On the last day, Michael Liu visited and spoke with the supervisor in charge of assignments.

As a result, I was assigned to the warehouse for product inventory management, a relatively easy job, while Samantha Ye was assigned to the most arduous and exhausting assembly line.

She was furious and complained to the training supervisor.

"Why? I don't accept this!"

"Emily Yang, you shameless woman, you must have slept with men to get these special privileges."

"Humph, always flirting, so shameless."

Samantha Ye was on the verge of attacking me if not for others holding her back.

I wasn't afraid of her. I'd fought her before.

Someone advised her, "Don't cause trouble. Didn't you see Michael Liu came by earlier? This was his arrangement. He has a bad temper, so don't provoke him."

"Who cares about a lousy security guard? Acting all high and mighty."

Samantha Ye didn't back down verbally, but she finally stopped after hearing that Michael Liu had a lot of influence in the factory and was close to the factory director.

Was it really Michael Liu who arranged for me to have this easy job in the warehouse? Why was he so kind to me? Just because of our transaction?