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She tucked the top of her top and, as if by chance, lifted it, exposing a strip of skin and a navel. Up, so as to touch the skin with the wrist and let the fabric fall – casually, once again hiding the body that had just been exposed to the man sitting a few meters away from me. I knew that it would be better if I imagine that I was alone, that I was dancing for myself, and not…

She involuntarily glanced at Max from under her lashes. I have no idea what I expected to see. He still sat on the couch, watching me with satisfaction and mild curiosity. As if I was nothing more than… Some kind of funny animal that ended up in the same room with him. For some reason, understanding this became annoying and unpleasant. Fury… Yes, I was angry at his neglect. His glass was almost empty, the other hand resting on velour, the color of aged red wine. I will not let it! I will not let anyone neglect me! And even to him – a beast with the eyes of a demon.

Touching the thin strap of the top, I lowered it from my shoulder, looking Max straight in the eyes. Then the second. I didn’t have a bra on, and I understood that if I continued… But he was clearly waiting for the continuation, and stopping now meant giving up, and I was not going to give up.