"You're so beautiful, mi Corazon," he said to Denise. She averts her gaze, fidgeting with her fingers.

Mike approached her and drew her in closer. His hands drew her back and trailed down to her buttocks.

"M-Mike."

"Hmm?" he mused, smirking.

"Stop it," she said as Mike gripped her ass cheeks, and Denise let out a light gasp.

"All right, let's go," he said as he led her out of the room, his hands still on her behind. "F*ck this f*cking pervert," she muttered to herself, rolling her eyes as she moved uncomfortably. While Mike couldn't help but smirk.

Denise looked down as they walked towards the gate, but Mike...