Chapter 2Video of the Beautiful Neighbor

Back home, I filled Misty’s food bowl to the brim.

"Cut it out—your dad’s already stressed enough. Keep meowing like that and I’ll do something drastic!" Misty’s constant meows only made me hornier.

I grabbed my phone from the bathroom. I meant to turn off Bluetooth, but hesitated before tapping the button.

Suddenly, the screen changed again—another video, less intense but still interesting.

Looks like the neighbor hadn’t turned off her Bluetooth either. This time there was no sound, so I lay on bed and watched until I fell asleep.

The silence helped me sleep, but I had vivid dreams—also just images, no sound.

The person in the collar was Mu Sisi. This time she wasn’t blindfolded—I could clearly see the mole under her eye. And the well-dressed man was me.

I didn’t even have to speak; one look from me, and she stuck out her tongue and knelt at my feet.

I pressed my foot on her shoulder. She flinched, but I grabbed her chin and forced my fingers into her mouth. Mu Sisi licked them submissively, but a darker part of me didn’t want her to enjoy it.

Sometimes I pressed down on her tongue, sometimes I touched her throat—making her gag. I yanked the chain hard, forcing her to lift her head closer, half her body leaning against mine.

Her legs kept squeezing together. Just as I was about to pry them open…

*RING!* My alarm went off.

*Hiss.* No wonder I’d been thinking about her all day—she’d invaded my dreams. I’d had a wet dream.

But now wasn’t the time to dwell on that. There was a morning meeting today; the regional branch head was coming for an inspection.

I turned off the video, got up, brushed my teeth, and tossed the sheets into the washer.

Before leaving, I fed Misty, put on my shoes, and shook my head—trying to forget the dream entirely.

As I walked to the elevator, I heard a door open.

Just as the elevator doors were closing, a slender hand slid in to stop them.

The doors reopened, and there stood Mu Sisi.