A Woman's Adoration
Inside the expansive mountainside villa.
The air grew thick and charged with intimacy. Daisy took the initiative to embrace Irving, her cheeks flushed with a rosy tint as her heart pounded fiercely in her chest.
To her, such a top-tier client with a black card-level status was a rare opportunity that had fallen right into her lap.
Though she knew she could never truly become Irving's woman, forging a connection with a man like him was more than enough for a recent university graduate like herself.
Despite her lack of experience in this area, Daisy's naturally well-developed figure endowed her with considerable potential.
Her impressive chest strained against her black uniform, almost bursting at the seams. Below, her slender legs were encased in black stockings, ending in a pair of low-cut black heels.
An enticing fragrance emanated around her.