Brian’s frown was barely noticeable before he quickly replaced it with a gentle smile. “Perhaps it’s the legendary ‘I love you more today than yesterday’?”

Olivia’s face flushed. “Hey!”

Brian chuckled softly.

Olivia’s hand slid down Brian’s abs to his belt. “Brian, are you free tonight?”

Brian caught her wrist with one hand and squeezed her palm. “What?”

“I wanna go on a date,” Olivia said, rising on her toes to kiss his chin. “It’s my ovulation period, so we should... do it more.”

A flicker of disgust passed through Brian’s eyes before it vanished. “You’re still young; there’s no rush to get pregnant.”

“Even if it’s not for getting pregnant,” Olivia looked at him directly, “I still want you.”

Brian studied her for a moment, then suddenly laughed. “You’re nothing like when I first met you.”

Back then, she was so naive and pure. But once they slept together, she turned clingy.

Brian looked into her eyes, and Olivia didn’t shy away. “What kind of clothes do you like?”

After a while, Brian lightly kissed her lips. “I like them all.”

Olivia, satisfied, pulled him toward The Jamesgerie section.

While they were talking, a loud noise came from the fitting room. Olivia instinctively looked at Brian.

He was examining a nurse outfit, holding it up to Olivia.

Seeing her looking at him, he asked, “What’s wrong?”

Olivia’s smile brightened. “Brian, Ashley is inside trying on clothes for me. I think she called out just now. Shall we check on her?”

Brian’s eyes grew a bit colder. “Ashley is here?”

Olivia, oblivious, laughed and pulled Brian’s hand toward the fitting room. “Yeah, I want her to pick something you like for me.”

Brian gave her a sidelong glance, pretending to be displeased. “So you called her, not me?”

Olivia giggled. “I just wanted to surprise you.”

They quickly reached the fitting room door.

“I paid her, and Ashley agreed willingly, so don’t be mad.”

“Hmm,” Brian feigned amusement, flicking her forehead gently. “Just this once.”

The tender gesture and affectionate tone made Olivia’s heart race.

At the fitting room door, the sales assistant was anxiously waiting. She knocked softly. “Miss, are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Ashley’s voice was trembling, “I’ll be out soon.”

“Oh, no rush, take your time. If you need any help, just call me.”

“Thank you.”

When Brian arrived, he heard Ashley’s tearful voice expressing gratitude. He frowned.

Olivia stepped forward. “Ashley, are you okay?”

“I’m fine. I just slipped and hit the partition.”

“That’s good,” Olivia sighed in relief. “Are you dressed? Come out if you are.”

“Come out?!” Ashley was startled. “This outfit... isn’t appropriate for coming out...”

Letting Olivia see was already pushing her limits.

“Come on. I’ll have the bodyguards turn around, and the staff are all girls. It’s fine.”

Olivia said cheerfully.

Ashley hesitated before pushing the door slightly ajar. “Miss. James, it’s better if you come in.”

Olivia frowned and glanced at the corner, where a camera lens flashed briefly. She pursed her lips and pulled the fitting room door open.

“Ashley, come out. There’s no one else here.”

Ashley quickly covered her chest. “Miss. James!”

The fishnet outfit had no fabric, just a few strings woven together.

Olivia had deliberately chosen a smaller size, which made Ashley’s skin pinched into small segments by the tight strings.

Seeing herself in the mirror earlier had made her too ashamed to come out. She had put her shirt back on to cover the most sensitive areas. Letting Olivia see was already humiliating enough. How could she face anyone else?

Olivia had wanted to embarrass Ashley, but seeing her now, she regretted it.

Ashley’s fair skin, framed by the black strings, created a fragmented beauty that was strangely alluring.

Even Olivia were stunned.

Despite the black and white contrast, a seductive charm emanated from Ashley. Her long legs, toned from dancing, her slender waist...

Ashley’s hands alternated between covering her chest and hanging by her sides, unable to hide anything. Immediately, Her face flushed with embarrassment.

Olivia’s expression changed several times, and then she slammed the door shut.

She turned to Brian, her expression twisted. “Brian, it doesn’t look good. I won’t buy it.”

Brian’s interest was piqued. “It looks bad?”

Olivia nodded quickly and pulled him away. “I thought it would look nice, but it just looks like she’s been tied up.”

Brian’s curiosity grew. He pulled out his phone and searched a few keywords: fishnet outfit, bondage, lingerie.

The search results were all explicit images.

He showed them to Olivia. “Like this?”

Olivia glanced at them, finding each one more distasteful than the last. She nodded quickly. “Yes, exactly like that. So ugly!”

Brian chuckled, put away his phone, and sent Ashley a message. “Yes, that’s quite ugly.”

Olivia said, “Shall we go?”

Brian looked at her. “You want nothing?”

“No, you’ll just take it off anyway.”

Brian laughed, pinching her cheek. “Alright, let’s go.”

They left together.

...

Ashley, changing back into her clothes, overheard their conversation. She sighed with relief when she heard they were leaving.

As she undid her straps, her phone buzzed. Ashley glanced at the screen.

“Bring it home.”

Ashley’s hand trembled. “Isn’t that inappropriate?”

“Bring it home. We’ll use it tonight.”

Ashley stared at the screen, furious. She angrily typed a lengthy response, then selected all and deleted it.

“Okay,” she replied.

But that night, Brian didn’t come home.