Not as glamorous as that!

Denzel could only nod in response to Berli's remark, 'now I know where your skill in bed comes from. Turns out you've always learned hands-on like this,' said Berli, looking at Denzel and the middle-aged man downstairs.

'You're not interested in being that woman, are you?' Denzel asked, his tone and facial expression betraying his worry that Berli might be tempted and turn away from him.

Berli pinched Denzel's stomach and snorted in annoyance. 'Do you think I'm just any woman? Even when it comes to the bedroom, I'm selective too, Denzel!'

Denzel wrapped his arms tightly around Berli's waist and kissed the nape of the woman's neck. "Forgive me. I was just afraid you'd turn away from me."

"Ahh! Never Denzel, I've made my choice."

Denzel wanted to kiss Berli, but unfortunately, his actions had to come to a halt when he heard shouting from downstairs. "Hey, if you want to compete, take it downstairs, not up here!" he shouted while shaking atop the woman's smooth body.

Denzel snorted rough