The Great Medical Saint

As Siren chatted with Matthew, they eventually came to an indoor space. She pointed at the heated seats. "Let's sit."

Matthew hummed in acknowledgment. He made his way to the seats and sat next to a table.

Siren picked up a cup of coffee, and her finger seemed to have accidentally brushed the surface. The substance hidden underneath her fingernail slipped into

the cup.

She quickly pulled away her wet finger and hid it before passing the coffee to Matthew. "Enjoy your coffee."

Matthew took the coffee cup and gulped it down before setting it back on the table. He smacked his lips and remarked, "The coffee is pretty good."

Siren beamed even brighter. After drinking the coffee, even an 80-year-old man would get all fired up.

She slowly took off her high-heels, showing off her delicate feet. After climbing onto the seat, she sat next to Matthew. "So, what's your name?"

As she asked, she slid her foot up to Matthew's thigh and gently rubbed it.

Some men were into feet, some liked boobs, and others went for legs. Some preferred the face or butt.

Siren wasn't sure about Matthew's preferences, so she was just testing the water.

Matthew felt a tickling sensation on his leg, making him tremble a little. Then, he looked at Siren's chest without a hint of restraint. "Call me Mr. Grant."

Siren immediately had an idea of what Matthew was into. She puffed out her chest and leaned closer. "The first time I met you, I could tell you were a total stud. Do you have a girlfriend?"

As Siren got closer, Matthew caught a whiff of the same subtle scent again, and his heart started racing.

He gazed at her and replied, "I have a girlfriend."

Siren was momentarily taken aback. Most men would lie when they saw a gorgeous woman, but Matthew was different.

She decided to adapt her approach. "So, you're taken, huh? But for some reason, when I saw you, I felt... I'll be straight with you. I didn't ask you out to hand you the money.

"You're the best man I've ever met in my life, and don't want to miss out on being with you. But I'm not a bad person, so I won't ruin your love life or bring you any problems. When you're free, all I need for yours to hang out with me."

Siren figured that with the drugs and her making the first move, Matthew wouldn't be able to say no. Upon finishing her sentence, she fixed a longing gaze on him. It was as if she was looking forward to something.

Matthew looked baffled. "What are you trying to say? Can you be more clear?"

Siren slowly murmured, "I-I'll be

honest with you. I've fallen for you, and I'm fine with being your second choice, won't be a bother, and won't disturb you. Just come and spend time with me when you're bored. I'll fulfill every desire you have."

Siren was thinking about the time. With the aphrodisiac kicking in, Matthew should be quite pent-up with his urges by now.

Was she really going to give him whatever he wanted?

Matthew looked surprised and slowly leaned closer to Siren's adorable face. "You

might not know this about me, but I've got a few quirks. I like to be rough when we do it. Most women can't take it."

Siren realized she had succeeded. If Matthew were thinking straight, he'd probably be suspicious of how fast things were moving.

But since he had said something like that now, he was likely burning with impatience. She flashed a seductive smile at him. "I like you. No matter how wild you get, I can deal with it. Hurry up and make me yours already."

Her voice was soft and husky, like a lover's whisper. Any guy would be unable to resist it.

Matthew's gaze was intense. "Are you sure you like it spicy?"

Siren was eager to make Matthew lose it quickly so that she could carry on with her plan. She desperately called out, "I love it. The more aggressive you get, the more "noveldrama

Before she could finish her sentence, a firm hand slapped across her face with a whoosh. The sound of the slap was loud and clear.

Siren got slapped so hard her lip started bleeding as she collapsed onto the seat. Her head was buzzing, and the world around her was spinning.

She was utterly bewildered. Wasn't it supposed to be gentle and playful as the whip gently smacked her? This was way too harsh, and it seriously hurt.

Matthew raised his hand again. "Don't you like it spicy? Let me give you what you need. After this, it's not just going to be rough-it'll get downright brutal."