Chapter 37: Sizzling

At Ramon Hahn's remark, Joyce gritted her teeth but swallowed her anger. She had come to ask him for help, after all, so she forced herself to calm down. Then she gave him a coy smile and sauntered over, hips swaying. In the lamplight, her black, skin-tight outfit traced every curve; she looked smoking hot. Any other man would've struggled to keep his eyes off her. Ramon, though, didn't even blink. His expression didn't change. Light on her feet, Joyce came up beside him and breathed against his...