Even facing the pitch-black door, he kept his eyes squeezed shut, terrified of seeing something he shouldn't.
At that moment, he even wanted to just twist the doorknob and make a run for it.
'What the hell is this?!'
'I'm the boss! I've never harassed my female employees, so why are they harassing me?'
The only sound he could hear was his own heart pounding away. The image from that fleeting glance uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.
Setting everything else aside, the Latinx girls' figures were undeniably amazing. Like many Western female celebrities, they had that naturally sultry style.
Even though they worked three jobs a day, were exhausted to death, and didn't have enough to eat, it still hadn't had much of an effect on their phenomenal figures.
If anything, their impoverished lifestyle had burned away any excess fat, making them look slenderer than the average Latinx woman, which was more in line with the aesthetic preferences of Asians.
