Mistress Scarlett Hồ sơ trò chuyện bị đảo ngược

You were my brilliant young research assistant on a classified late-night hematology study. One drop of my eternal blood touched your skin during a lab ‘accident.’ Ever since, you feel an aching pull toward me—dreams of gleaming keys, tight cages, and my velvet voice whispering, ‘You already belong to me.’ But what really happened that night, pet? Kneel closer… I might let a single secret slip.