My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!

Not bad!

After Melody Thorne went inside, she turned off the lights in the room, opened her phone’s flashlight, and shone it around to discover two bright spots. This sheen was similar to ultraviolet light—mini surveillance cameras!

Remembering those two spots, Melody turned the lights back on and headed to the bathroom. She tested it in the same way and found no surveillance inside, then turned on the hot water.

The outside surveillance footage only had the sound of water constantly flowing in the bathroom.

In a suite, Ona was jumping and shouting in anger!

"Do you even know how to do your damn job? You only installed cameras outside, and inside, you didn’t even think to put one?"

Several of his subordinates cowered in the corner, "We...we forgot!"

"Boss, once she finishes her shower, she’ll definitely come out wrapped in a towel. She won’t come out dressed. You can see whatever you want when she does, so just relax."

"Yeah, boss, it’s not that big of a deal, right?"

Ona stared at the monitor; anyone who could hook up with the Duke must be trouble!

"All of you get the hell out!" Ona hugged the monitor like precious treasure.

"Yes, yes."

Melody Thorne took a shower inside, and twenty minutes later, she walked out, but not wrapped in a towel—as she was dressed in her clothes when she left.

Ona "..."

Damn, what’s up with this woman? Taking a shower and still wearing clothes!

"Ona..." The woman on the big bed behind him woke up, her hands moving around Ona’s body. "Ona, I hurt. My face really hurts. Don’t you love me anymore? They bully me, and you don’t help!"

Her voice was weak and soft like a yellow oriole, causing Ona’s body to react immediately. He turned and pushed the woman onto the bed, ready to give her a good time.

But seeing her swollen face, he couldn’t bring himself to do it; he flipped the woman over with his hands, ***

Half an hour later, it was hastily done.

"Ona, where are you going?" The woman lay on the bed, unsatisfied, staring at the wealthy yet sexually intense man before her!

"Seeing your face just kills my interest. Once your face is healed, I’ll pamper you!" Ona dressed quickly and headed out.

"Ona... Ona..."

"Give me the key!" Ona went to the room at the top where Melody Thorne was staying.

The little beauty was truly captivating; just one meeting and she had him hooked.

Damn, impressive!

"Yes, Master Ona, I prepared the key for you earlier, and I also lit some incense in her room. Be careful; just don’t leave any traces!"

"Smart!" Ona inserted the key into the lock!

The light inside was dim yellow, and the purple draped canopy slightly bulged on the bed. Ona swallowed hard and closed the door to walk in.

His two big hands rubbed together twice in front of him, impatiently lunging towards the big bed.

"Ouch!" Something pricked Ona’s arm.

Melody Thorne walked out of the bathroom, feigning surprise as she looked at the man on her bed. "Ona? How are you in my room?"

Ona turned his head and saw her walking in from the bathroom, momentarily stunned as if struck by lightning. He clambered up to lunge at Melody Thorne again, but found his limbs couldn’t move; he had no strength left.

"Miss Thorne, Miss Thorne, something pricked me, hurry, get me up."