Gerald glared angrily at Ista, who paused with a smile and continued, "... It's for me, including our lovely black brother, Gerald. ”

"That's enough, stinking bitch, shut up!" Gerald jerked a gun out of his trouser pocket, and pointed it at the pretty blonde Ista who was standing not far away.

To be honest, although Ista is sassy and cheap, she is definitely a sexy stunner who can attract all men from the outside.

After all, her beauty is so dazzling, so undoubted.

Ista has long, light blonde curls, thin, snow-white cheeks, and her features are as deep and delicate as a sculptural shape, but without losing her femininity.

Especially when her big blue eyes threw a damn wink at someone with interest, and there were few men who could resist. Even, Gerald bet that someone would be looked at like this by her and immediately hardened.

Of course, Gerald himself would never admit that he himself could be "seen" hard by Ista.

As seductive as her face is her perfectly seductive figure—

Ista is 1.76 meters tall, but she definitely doesn't give people the feeling of being muscular, on the contrary, she makes people feel that she is very light-

The waist wrapped in the red leather skirt was so slender that it could be pinched with one hand, she was exposed to the air, and the two white thighs of the black studded boots were equally straight and slender and flexible, without a trace of excess fat.

Gerald believes that all the fat on Ista is piling up on her breasts and buttocks.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have had such big tits/subs and such a plump and straight fat ass.

Just thinking about Ista's snow-white body hidden under the red leather skirt and red leather jacket, Gerald couldn't stop swallowing secretly.

But that doesn't stop him from hating this stinky bitch.

After all, Gerald had never seen such a shameless woman.

How could she seduce men everywhere to, how could she go around publicizing the details of those men's beds, how could she casually tell everyone they knew about her licking his genitals?

Gerald had thought that going to bed was a secret between the two of them.

Until one day, he found out that the whole world knew about it.

Gerald almost went insane, he hated Ista to death.

There had been countless times when he wanted to kill Ista, even if she was so sexy and beautiful, so shrewd and capable.

Aside from being particularly/promiscuous, Ista is a perfect and popular woman in every way.

No one hated Ista - except Gerald.

And even if Gerald hated Ista so much, even if he just frowned at her, even if Ista knew very well that Gerald hated him and targeted him, Ista still had the same attitude towards Gerald as he did towards everyone else.

This incident left Gerald feeling both incomprehensible and powerless.

He thought he would never be able to forgive Ista for making a big deal about sleeping with him.

If it's just about going to bed, the key is-

Ista has always been stingy with a lot of nonsense to describe the details of the bed.

Gerald thinks that if Ista hadn't pursued her current career, she might have become a world-famous female writer like the author of Harry Potter.

Of course, she had to cut out all the details of the bed in her work, if she didn't have the ability to depict other things as well as she did to write about bed.

"Oh, my dear black brother, take your breath and put down that horrible thing as black as your nakedness?" was pointed at Gerald's gun, but Ista didn't look nervous at all.

Anyway, it's not the first time.

Perhaps, this is Gerald's unique hobby?

As a good-natured woman, Ista was willing to let her dear black brother satisfy this particular hobby once in a while.

That's not a loss for her, is it?

But to Gerald, Ista's bright red lips lifted slightly, revealing a smile of unknown meaning—

Pointing a gun at your teammates is not a good influence.

Gerald thought, is that cool?

Otis would not like the existence of such a guy in his company.

If Gerald hadn't been as experienced as himself, he would have been killed by Otis and fed to the big pythons he fed.

"Y-What did you say?" Gerald's thick black lips trembled, and even the muzzle of the gun pointed at Ista shook slightly.

And Alexia, the red-haired woman sitting next to him, was still lifeless, and her gray eyes seemed to be filled with heavy haze.

She didn't care at all about what was happening in front of her, anyway, it wasn't the first time.

Everybody is used to it.

At first, there were still people who worried that Gerald was really happy, but now, everyone has long stopped taking Gerald's stupid behavior seriously.

Even many people secretly laughed at Gerald.

As we all know, Gerald was unusually excited on the night he slept with Ista, and he shot out of control in just ten minutes.

Despite Ista's repeated emphasis on everyone how black, how long, how thick, how hard Gerald's thing was—

God knows where Ista got so many adjectives.

But no one can forget how indurable Gerald was.

Gerald was a disgrace, though Ista probably didn't mean to laugh at him, but on the contrary, Ista kept praising him.

However, this did not change everyone's impression of Gerald, some suggested that Gerald find another woman from his acquaintances to sleep with to prove that he was not as short as Ista said, and some people offered to sleep with Gerald in order to help Gerald, or to verify Gerald's roughness and durability.

However, what they never expected was that their dear black brother Gerald actually refused to sleep with other women other than Ista.

It's just ridiculous, isn't it?

Whatever, though. Alexia thought to herself that Gerald was destined to be a man with no prospects. In this world, there are no men who can compare with Otis, no, they can't even compare to Otis's toenails.

"Gerald, dear, don't get excited. Ista grinned, apparently she didn't take Gerald seriously at all, and even thought that teasing Gerald was a life adjustment.

"Ista, you, don't insult me with your dirty mouth anymore, or else—" Gerald's black eyes stared at Ista, his thick lips trembling, showing how excited he was at the moment.

"Otherwise, you're going to shoot at me with that thick, hard, black thing in your hand, right?" said Ista with a wink, pun intended.

Gerald's whole body began to tremble, and to make matters worse, his lower body actually began to react.

As if she knew what was going on, Ista glanced at Gerald's lower body with her beautiful and charming blue eyes, and smiled, "Put it down, I think, you need to go to the bathroom." ”

Gerald's whole face was hot when Ista saw through it, but because his skin was so dark, no one could tell that he was blushing.

But Ista, the cunning vixen, could tell.

"Let's go. She waved at him as if to shake off a poor male dog in heat, "Don't waste your time here, dear black brother, we all know that you'll never be able to shoot the only woman you're willing to sleep with in the world, can you?"

A confident and smug smile appeared on her pretty face, which was mixed with contempt for him.

Enough is enough.

He's really fed up!

Gerald thought angrily.

"I'm going to shoot you. ”

He looked at her with his slightly moist black eyes, and said as if a little sad.

Alexia, who was doing nothing on the sidelines, finally realized that something was wrong, and she immediately turned to Gerald and said, "Hey, brother, calm down! Now is not the time to joke! Look, across from you is Ista, our little sweetheart Ista! Put down the gun and let's have a good talk, shall we?"

"No, no, there's nothing more to talk about. Gerald said heavily.

His eyes unblinkingly looked at Ista, who was still smiling.

Even if she showed the slightest panic, he wouldn't be so angry and sad.

Yes. He was sad.

Why did Ista never take him seriously?

Isn't she a man in Ista's eyes?

He admits that he was so excited when he slept with Ista that time, which is why he was so fast.

But why wouldn't she give him a second chance?

How he wished he could see her again.

But she slept with any bastard in the company and never looked at her.

Gerald tried every possible way to get Ista's attention, but Ista never paid attention to him, as if he were a clown.

Gerald could do nothing about himself, or Ista.

Behold, how stupid he loves this woman.

But this woman is always laughing at herself and always looking down on herself.

Let's get it done, put an end to all this!

He could no longer endure this bloody, brutal, hopeless life.

He's going to put an end to it all. Finish off this woman.

Under Alexia's stunned gaze, Gerald's fingers slowly pulled the trigger.

And at this moment, Ista's face, which was accustomed to smiling, finally showed a trace of panic.