"I couldn't come back? If I hadn't, who knows how many more squids you'd have ruined by now!"
She immediately fell silent, pulling the blanket higher to cover herself as she shrank against the headboard. His suggestive gaze swept over her, hidden under the blanket, and then he smiled.
"What are you hiding for? I must have seen it countless times last night!"
After saying that, he deliberately stepped forward and yanked the blanket off her, causing her to panic and cover herself, screaming in fright. Please! He had an exhibitionism fetish, but she didn't!
"Master, Madam, it's time for breakfast," came Fredy's voice from outside, stifling a laugh.
Cynthia froze in fear, not daring to move or scream again. Taking advantage of her stillness, he pounced on her, pinning her on the bed.