At that moment, I could no longer tell whether I was a synthoid or a real human.
Desire had blurred my thoughts, burying whatever clarity I once had.
Under the harsh white lights, Mr. Vittori looked even more imposing than before, his entire presence radiating raw masculinity and an overwhelming masculine presence.
Any normal woman would find it difficult to resist a man like that.
But somewhere in my mind, a voice kept screaming that I couldn't be this reckless.
He was a wealthy magnate, one of the most important clients of the shop.
I couldn't let myself ruin this business deal!
Just as he was about to fully enter me, I suddenly cried out and forced myself out of his grip.
"No... Mr. Vittori, please stop. I'm not your synthoid."
He paused for a moment, then instinctively shook h
