Mei flipped the mobile device around to look at the screen. "What's this?"
"Your performance." His voice softened as he approached her bed. His sheer size and posture intimidated her. She dropped her eyes.
An unadulterated hiss crawled over his words. "You fight like that again, I'll sell your ass to a bathhouse servicing poxed Jackgrrls."
She nodded fearfully, a flood of tears welling up behind her eyes. But she couldn't cry, not here, not in front of him.
If Norris, for even the briefest, thought she wasn't strong enough to generate his Fuk Buks, she would simply cease to exist.



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