It was a photo sent by Steven, showing him naked from the waist up, wrapped in a bath towel on his lower body, and a mirror with lingering vapor. Apparently, he came out from a bath.
The light in the bathroom showed his hard, perfect muscles, with faint scars on his abdomen.
The male's aggressive hormonal scent almost spilled over the screen.
Viola choked. Her brain and nose felt heat, subconsciously, she rubbed her nose.
She didn't expect Steven to have such a good figure, so she blushed. She didn't know whether she was excited or ashamed, and she wanted to smile but she could not smile.
Chagrined, Viola threw the mobile phone aside, wiped her nosebleed with tissue.
Another message came.
-- “Are you satisfied with my body, sugar mama?”
Viola’s hands shook, and nosebleed dripped on her body.
She hurriedly wiped her nose and clothes. For a while, she threw back her head and typed tremblingly.
-- “Go away!”
As if that wasn't enough, she banged on the exclamation mark and clicked Send.
After she texted, she suddenly realized that she used the sentence “go away” a lot since she met Steven.
When Steven received the reply, he raised a gentle smile, and his eyes were bright like stars.
In the following days, although Steven was in the Chambers' home, he thought of Viola. Steven sent pictures of his abdominal muscles in different poses once every morning, noon and evening, as if he wanted to use his perfect and strong body to win Viola's initial recognition.
Three days later, with his unremitting efforts, he was finally successfully screened by Viola.
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