"Tsk, tsk. I don't know what kind of men you've met before, but you want me to be your slave? That's a bit too much wishful thinking."

Ray laughed and, without hesitation, hoisted Hazel over his shoulder as he walked toward the bedroom.

How could he possibly let her take the initiative?

He was the strongest. He was the king. Everything would unfold according to his script.

"Ah—!"

Hazel seemed startled. She bit down hard on his shoulder and began cursing in Jayzepanese.

The fact that she ha