She's Raymond's Woman-Chapter 52: Little Oranges

Maybe it was her blurry vision... Raymond couldn’t just be worried about her. He was a monster.

"Little mosquito," Raymond called, but Candy was still barely conscious.

"Little mosquito..." he called again, shaking her gently. Candy slowly opened her eyes.

"Candy..." That’s it. She immediately flipped her eyes open. Did Raymond just... call her by her name for the first time? Was she hallucinating?

"Do you know you’re a drama queen? Why so fragile?" Raymond asked, a grin playing on his face. Candy tried to escape his arm, but he pulled her closer, making her eyes widen even more. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Just trying to train your little butty so it’ll pop out a little..." He slowly trailed his hand low to her bûm, gently rubbing it.

Candy’s eyes widened, her body feeling electrified. What the hell? But why... wasn’t she offended?

"It’s so small and round," he grinned again, this time mocking. Candy nearly jumped out of her skin when he pressed it.

Her mouth flew open in shock—and that was all the opening he needed. Raymond claimed her lips, his tongue sliding inside at once, pressing her little a*s gently as his tongue roamed inside her mouth, searching for something only he knew. Candy was about to close her eyes and enjoy it when the monster suddenly pulled away.

"Let’s go back." He released her and turned... but didn’t walk away. He squatted before her.

"Get on my back," he muttered. Candy’s eyes widened.

She rubbed her eyes, trying to make sense of what was happening, but he kept staring at her face.

"Boss..." she muttered.

"Now. Your legs are weak... it’s an order." Slowly, Candy got on his back. He stood, moving forward at a careful pace.

Candy wrapped her arms around his neck, her breath brushing against it. What she didn’t know was that he had a smirk... he was about to tease her.

"Why is your chest so dry? Will there be anything to feed your unborn child in the future? You really lack good oranges, little mosquito," he teased, popping a bubble from his gum.

Candy’s eyes widened at his words. She felt so ashamed and tried leaning away so her breàst wouldn’t touch him.

But the naughty, silly monster pulled her back, holding her tight. Candy gasped.

"One more move from you and I’ll burst the little remaining oranges. Dare me?" he said coldly. Candy froze, keeping calm.

From afar, Diana watched them, fists clenched. She had been following, watching them for so long.

"Do you need my help?" someone asked from behind. Diana turned, startled, reaching for her gun—but froze.

"Dragon," she muttered. The man stood there, staring down at her with his usual grin, smoke curling from his lips.

Diana knew him. Boss of the Eagle Clan... the one Raymond almost sold Candy to.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Do you need my assistance in separating those two?"