Chapter 7: Ensnaring Touch(*)
"My Lord, I hope you're not upset over my daughter's refusal," Furina said, bowing her head apologetically.
Hiro remained silent, taking his time to let his gaze linger over her alluring figure.
As she bent slightly, the deep valley between her ample breasts was fully visible to him. Her body tapered at the waist and flared out near her plump hips—a figure that exuded undeniable temptation.
"My Lord?" Furina raised her head slightly, seeking a response.
She seemed to realize where Hiro's gaze had wandered, but he didn't keep her waiting long.
Their eyes met, and her dark eyes seemed captivated by the invisible pull of Hiro's piercing gray gaze.
Furina's face was undeniably pretty. Her layered chocolate-brown hair was tied into a low ponytail that draped over her left shoulder.
The tip of her ponytail seemed to end near her left nipple.
"Rise. There's no need to worry about it. What is bound to happen will happen."
Furina couldn't help but wonder what exactly Hiro meant by those words.
"What would you like me to do now, My Lord?" she asked.