The wine was dripping slower now, fat drops leaving her pussy one at a time, and Aisha looked down at him like the mess was already his fault.
"You wanted an introduction? You won't get one. Introductions are for people. You are a vermin that happened to crawl far enough out of the gutter to find itself beneath a noble roof."
"Do not confuse that journey with achievement. Vermin survive too. They cling to whatever cracks they can find and call their survival a victory, just like you are thinking."
Jax went back straight, cock still heavy, shirt still pinned under the sandal she had not bothered to move. She kept talking anyway.
"I still do not know what trick you pulled to lure Grandma far enough that she started threatening me, but what I can tell is that you have mistaken the attention of powerful people for proof that you have become one of them."
