CH01: Someone to Take Care of You (prt 2)

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"Hey, that's mine! GIVE IT BACK!"

The sound of a woman's voice brought Bruce out of his recollection and made him realize how much he had wandered off from the set. He was at the corner of the large re-purposed living room hall, by the entrance of a long corridor the led to one of the Penthouse's rooms. One side of the wall was brown marble while the other had an array of picture frames of stock artwork.

Curiosity got the better of him and he peeped around to see two women at the end of the corridor.

One of them was Korean with long straight black hair and a round face complimented with black frame glasses and a beauty spot above her lips. She wore a white shirt, black pants and although she was slightly stout in stature, it didn't detract from her overall attractiveness.

At the moment, she was being held from grabbing back a kitchen knife that was apparently taken from her; that was being examined by the other woman with a bored interest.

And on the subject of the other woman...

"What is that girl wearing!?" Bruce internally balked.

Or rather, what WASN'T she wearing?

The one casually holding the Korean at bay was a Japanese woman with tanned skin, green eyes and blonde hair that was cut short in a boyish style with small curls at the back of her neck and a long ahoge that hung over the top of her head

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The one casually holding the Korean at bay was a Japanese woman with tanned skin, green eyes and blonde hair that was cut short in a boyish style with small curls at the back of her neck and a long ahoge that hung over the top of her head. Some might've considered her looking much like a 'gyaru'.

As Bruce had observed, she exposed much of her skin: wearing a pair of denim hot pants, knee high brown boots, leather straps around her wrists, a choker around her neck, two blade sheaths strapped to her thigh and on one of her upper arms.

And finally, on her chest, was just a flame patterned string bikini top that accentuated the size of her breasts. 

Indeed, those large tits were an aspect of her's that was hard for Bruce to not notice

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Indeed, those large tits were an aspect of her's that was hard for Bruce to not notice. 95cm, he'd wager, G cup. Maybe even H.

"Heh, You call THIS a knife? I'm surprised you can even cut anything with junk like this." the blonde woman scoffed.

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