Vicki looked at Angela with a complicated gaze and spat out a word decisively in a cold voice, "Scram!"
Vicki had been wary about Angela ever since she discovered Angela peeping at her in the changing room.
Even though she was 100 percent certain that Angela was a female succubus, her gaze was too evil. It reminded her of the rumors about the succubi, like being good at seduction, great in bed and reading minds.
Anyway, letting a succubus into your room at night was definitely a very dangerous thing, no matter if you were a male or a female.
"The maestro is so cold and hurtful." Angela pressed on her soft bosom gently with a hurt expression.
The men at the side all looked sorry for her. They wanted to go forward to scoop her up into their arms and say: "Let'g go to my room to heal your wounds!"
