New host, resurfaced

A little more than an hour later. Same building, but in a luxurious room at the topmost floor. Maurice stepped out of the huge bathroom with only a white towel wrapped around her. Her long black hair was wet and they stuck close to her flushed skin. The sight was very breath-taking. Her mature aura and ripe body made her like she was the most beautiful woman in the world. When compared to Agatha Moore who was recently enhanced by the system, the latter was still eclipsed by Maurice Jensen.

Now, this otherworldly pretty girl's indifferent gaze went to the person waiting for her in the wide bed. Even though her lips now were bare, the captivating natural pinkness on it made her smile so fresh yet erotic. That smile even became more tantalizing and playful after she directed her eyes to the scene playing on the wall-like screen perpendicular to the bed.

"You're done."

A baritone and masculine voice reverberated. Maurice met the man's eye