Chapter 309

"What kind of sick fetish?"

"Just...the kind that ordinary people would find appalling," Vicky muttered. Worried that the man might not believe her, she started exaggerating, "He likes to whip and torture people. He takes joy in others' pain..."

"That's all?" The man asked emotionlessly.

'Is that not enough?' Vicky thought to herself. She glanced at the man and gritted her teeth.

For someone to be a customer in Forever Night, she knew that the man before her had seen it all and what she mentioned might sound normal to him. She looked up and faced the demon mask he was wearing.

"Actually, all the things I was saying were just excuses."

The man watched her quietly and waited for her to continue.

She took a deep breath and said, "The truth is, he's kind of...struggling in bed."

The air around them froze, and the man seemed to be completely stunned.

After a few moments, he gasped and said, "What did you just say?!"

To escape, Vicky knew that she would have to do her best to berat