Chapter 296: Laila Osborne II

I continued to watch as Laila told story after story while slowly taking off more clothes after each story, making an excuse like "it's really hot in here" to do so.

'Another sex fanatic?" I chuckled, yet my expression soured when I heard Hela's retort.

[You and Rose f*cked for almost 12 hours straight... And someone Laila is the sex fanatic]

Hearing what she had said, I felt my brow twitch alongside the strange itching sensations resonating from my fist as if it was begging to hit someone since Hela herself did not have a physical form, unfortunately.

I continued to watch Laila for a bit longer until I had realized the genius behind what she was doing.

While yes, she might have been taking her jacket and even top off, there was always something under that kept everyone from seeing everything and instead satiating their needs with tiny bits of cleavage and exposed skin.