Damon gulped as he took a good look at the black lacy outfit Ellora was now casually flaunting. It was bold, clingy in all the wrong ways, and definitely not the kind of thing one would expect a follower to wear while on duty.
Damon groaned and looked away, trying to ignore the damned woman. While he enjoyed a good show, currently, there were plenty of women in his life whom he actually cared for. He really did not have the mental space right now for this.
"Get dressed and stop this nonsense. I won't tell you this twice."
Ellora pouted and turned away. For a second, Damon worried if he had screwed and lost her favorability, but the next second, the woman only revealed an even more cunning grin. "Can't say that I do not love a strict master. Mmmm. Yes, my Lord. I am here to obey all your whims and wishes."
