Chapter 5

He clutched his hair tightly, whimpering like a helpless puppy without shelter.

It was a complete contrast to his usual demeanor, and I couldn't help but reach out to pat him.

The soft strands of his hair made my heart melt.

His body suddenly trembled, and he looked up at me, his eyes still misty.

I knew he had misunderstood, but I didn't want to explain too much.

In a similar situation before, I had been tricked and even recorded, so I decided to be more cautious this time.

Although I did have feelings for him, I decided to test the waters first.

There were always fake dominants in the scene, and I was afraid of falling into another trap.

I slowly asked, "Why do you have those kinds of thoughts about me?"

His voice was still hoarse as he stammered out his reason, "From the first time I saw you, I thought you were like the sun, so bright and brave. You dared to stand up to your parents and live freely."

He sniffled and nuzzled against my hand, smiling bitterly, "I'm perverted, aren't I?"

I suddenly felt that he was very similar to me. It was because of my parents' lack of understanding that I had a huge fight with them, and even faced repeated attacks from relatives around me, falling into self-doubt over and over again.

My nose tingled with emotion as I ruffled his hair, looking at him seriously, as if I was looking at my past confused self. "Humans are all perverts to some degree, otherwise where would the Seven Deadly Sins come from?"

His eyes immediately lit up, and he nodded vigorously, looking at me cautiously, "Can you accept me? I know you're in the scene too."

I withdrew my hand, shrinking my neck and touching my nose. "We'll see how you behave."

In truth, it wasn't that I couldn't accept him, but I wanted to test his sincerity.

He immediately jumped up excitedly and knelt before me. "Mistress, do you want to play a game?"

I shook my head, refusing him. It wasn't the right time yet; I needed to make sure he wouldn't pose a threat to me before making a move.

After all, in my years in the scene, I knew the negative impact an unruly sub could have on their dominant.

Before leaving, I smiled and told him to call me "sister" from now on. Even though I was younger than him, I preferred being called "sister."

He nodded and softly called me "sister."

His sweet voice made me feel a little tipsy, and I gently kissed his forehead.