Bab 342: Devon, The Masseur

"Madam…" The instant, Devon opened the door to the room, the panicked voice of a woman immediately sounded.

However, that was immediately taken off as Devon sealed the woman's mouth with the primordial chaos energy. "Mhmmm!" All that could then be heard was the mumbled voice of the woman.

"What is wrong, Alexia?!"

In the room that Devon walked into, there was currently a massage table placed inside, and laying on the table was the figure of a blonde voluptuous woman.

Even as the woman was lying face down on the massage table, Devon could still see that wondrous ass clearly, and he had to admit this was one of a kind. It was no wonder why Gabriel insisted on those two experts staying in the house regardless of what happened.

He absolutely knew what kind of assert he kept inside the house and the damage it could do to whoever lays eyes on it.