Kneading the perfect dough!

"Wh—WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Lily screeched, her body jolting as she finally processed exactly what was happening.

Her hands shot down to pry his perverted grip off her ass—but the moment she did, he squeezed again.

Firmly.

Possessively.

Like a man determined to leave finger imprints on her soul.

"W-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

She yelled, flushed, flustered, and absolutely furious.

"L-LET GO OF MY ASS!!!"

And worst of all?

Nobody had ever touched her ass like this.

Not even her damn fiancé, Hajin and fuck, now that she was experiencing it—

She hated how much she noticed.

"Wh-what the?! What the hell are you doing?!"

Her voice cracked as her hands shot down to yank his perverted grip off her plump, round cheeks.

But Artis?

This lunatic didn't even flinch.