Vincent pulled Sofy by her hip and said, "Sofy. I wanted you to know that night is all about sleeping because both your life and job have changed to a normal one. But it looks like I made you suffer for thinking you needed more time to get used to this new lifestyle."
"Vincent. " Sofy said with a pair of reddening cheeks. "I didn't think you thought so deeply of me. I didn't think you acted dense for my sake."
"I am glad you understand me." Vincent scratched his cheek and continued, "I wanted you to feel like an ordinary woman after spending ninety years in a dark gloomy place."
Sofy smiled when she felt her heart flutter. After ninety years, Sofy felt being treated like a woman instead of a service provider. She was a person and not a tool that gives others pleasure via whipping.
"What's wrong?" Vincent asked while looking at Sofy's nervous expression.