"Little Bell, do you believe I'll sleep with you right now?"
Benjamin Grant didn't expect Bell to be so feisty, but that's fine. If he couldn't find Eva Nightingale, he'd deal with her first. He wouldn't lose out either way.
Bell wasn't bad looking. Most importantly, she seemed pretty clean and tight, right?
Thinking this, a hint of interest flashed on his face as he pressed Bell down forcefully and started undressing.
"Ah, Benjamin Grant, what are you doing? Let me go right now. If Miss Eva Nightingale finds out, she'll kill you."
Bell would rather die than submit.
She pushed him hard.
"Don't resist, I'll make you feel good." Benjamin's voice softened as he coaxed the girl beneath him:
"You run around all day for work and don't earn a cent. Why not just follow me obediently, hmm? You'll be comfortable and make money, isn't that great?"
However, Benjamin also wanted to inspect the goods first, to see if Bell was really clean.
