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CHAPTER 19-21

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  Chapter XVlX

The only thing Winston politely offered Sally was the pair of stockings.

‘…Alright, what was this maniac doing?’

“Go on, get dressed.”

Saying so, he grinned as if wishing for a compliment while wiggling the thin stockings playfully in front of Sally’s eyes.

“Or, shall I clothe you, noble Miss Bristol?”

“Captain, please. I’m really sorry.”

As she begged, he grinned and hung the stockings over his jacket. Sally pulled her knees up and wrapped them around herself, curling her body even further.

Even though she was in the hot water, her hands and feet were frozen. It was due to the helplessness. It was the worst situation. She couldn’t run away because she was naked. Besides, it was fatal to have a fight naked. She had to fight while revealing the vital points of her body.

Sally felt like a fish in Winston’s tank. How stupid it was that she jumped into the tank herself…? He would take her out in one breath, put her on a chopping board, and greedily devour her…

“Captain, please let me go. I will never use the bathroom again.”

“Hmm.”

Winston replied with a smile only on his lips. His eyes were that of a lion with mouth-watering prey in front of him.

“Can you tell me in advance instead? I’ll come in early.”

He unbuttoned his shirt and pulled off the cuffs of his sleeves until the prominent curves of his chest were visible. The sleeves were slowly rolled up below the elbow, revealing the smooth forearm. Dark shadows tinted vertically due to his clearly split muscles.

His muscles were not the only ones solid there. As she glanced at the exposed body, the fear that she might have to fight with a strong man with her bare hands came closer.

Sally recalled in her head the various self-defense techniques she had learned and used.

…Let’s just avoid the worst. But, what was worse: being forced to sleep with that person or using her self-defense skills too well to be discovered as a spy?

“I can give you a special wash. That’s doable for Miss Bristol, who is struggling for me.”

‘I am suffering because of you, not for you.’

Sally bit her lip as she wept. It was getting worse and worse.

Normally, Winston would be light-hearted and sarcastic when something offended him, though now, his light actions and words were not sarcastic at all. He was really rejoicing like a child who received his Christmas present eight months early. That meant that no such thing like a desperate apology would work.

Moreover, unlike Winston’s upper body, as he leisurely rolled up his opposite sleeve, his lower body seemed impatient because the front of the pants was already rising like it was about to rip.

‘That bastard rutting all the time…’

“Gasp!”

After folding his sleeves, his hand turned to the black leather belt.

“Please, don’t take it off!”

“Do you want me to come in dressed?”

He tilted his head at Sally as if she was saying something bizarre.