Don’t Tease Me, Boss

A cruise ship was traveling at sea, and there was a birthday party being held on it. The participants were enjoying alcohol, laughing, and chatting.

Mary Miller was walking up and down with a tray to bring drinks to the guests.

Mia Wood, her younger cousin, suddenly ran over to her and grabbed her by the arm. "Mary, you don't have to do this. Come and play with me."

Mary asked confusedly, "Mia, where are you taking me?"

Mia dragged her to a place where there were few people, picked up two cups of juice from the table, and handed one to her.

"The party is so boring. Could you please accompany me to play?"

Mia put on an innocent smile. Upon seeing that Mary had finished half of the juice, she took her hand again and continued walking.

Mary had no idea what was going on and had to follow the other woman.

Mia actually dragged Mary to the accommodation area.

"Mia, where are we going?"

Mia slowed down as they entered a luxurious room.

"Mr. Carter, I've brought my sister here."

A lustful smile of an unknown man appeared in Mary's sight.

Just as she wanted to ask Mia what all this was about, the latter abruptly gave her a big push.

Mia then immediately ran away.

Outside the room, the party was still going on, and people were happily exchanging toasts.

"Come on, beauty."

Screaming and dodging, Mary rushed over to knock at the door and shouted, "Help, help!"

Eric Carter fixed his eyes on Mary's pretty face, feeling eager to violate her.

The woman leaned against the door and suddenly felt weak and hot all over. She shook her head and wondered what was going on.

"Beauty, be good. Otherwise, you'll suffer a lot," Eric took off his coat, threw it away, and walked over to Mary.

"Ah..."

At this moment, the sun was sinking into the ocean.

Just then, a woman jumped into the sea.

The gorgeous, splendid sunshine tinged the waving seawater with a layer of golden, saltant light.

Outside the luxurious cabin, there was a noble, elegant man standing, who was holding a glass of drink in his slender hand. Being wrapped by the radiance of the setting sun, he looked somewhat melancholy and lonely.

He had just finished a funeral at sea to scatter his father's ashes into the water.

"Young Master Mike. The mayor wants to invite you to dinner tomorrow night," his assistant came over to him and reported.

The man replied, "I am not going."

At this point, Mary was struggling in the sea. The coldness of the water was driving her heat away.

Upon seeing a luxurious white cruise ship, she tried hard to stay awake and swam towards it at her best speed.

Slowly approaching her target, Mary saw a tall, male figure standing on the deck, which was in a knee-length black trench coat. In the breeze, the hem of the coat was blown upon into an elegant arc.

In the woman's eyes, the man was just like her savior.

She reached out her hand and shouted in a broken voice, "Help, help me..."

With his eyes narrowed, Mike Johnson noticed a woman was swimming towards him like a mermaid on the shining sea.

"Help me ..." Mary used up all her strength and felt her body sinking gradually.

The cold seawater was overflowing her head inch by inch.

She felt she was dying.

Right before the woman was about to lose her consciousness, someone lifted her head out of the surface.

Then she felt her entire body was taken out of the sea, and someone began to press her chest.

"Lady, wake up!"

Staring at the woman on the deck, Mike saw her pale complexion, slender legs, and wet long hair, and that she was in a red skirt like a waitress.

This was how he met his mermaid.

After being pressed on the chest twice, Mary vomited a mouthful of water, slowly opened her eyes, and saw the hem of the man's coat hanging above her head.

Without hesitation, she stretched her hand to grab it as if it were a piece of drifting wood on the sea.