Now the two of you were in your room, near the dressing table. There was various jewelry and cosmetics, conveniently folded in organizers. You decided to try on a necklace that your father once gave you.

“Oh...” - lowering your gaze, you felt a harsh pain in the neckline area. The sharp edge of necklace cut the skin between your breasts.

“Do you need help?” - Smith asked calmly and politly, glancing at your eyes once more.