It was hard to read Harley's thoughts because she was a mastermind of these things. She just had a mischievous smile on her face, telling him that he could trust her...
'Like hell I'm doing that,' Max shook his head and asked...again, "What do you want from me?"
"Ah! I still haven't managed to convince you?" Harley looked pretty sad as she leaned forward, her boobs doing their jiggle physics.
"Am I not beautiful enough for you? So many men would die to get my offer, you know," Harley asked with sparkling innocent eyes.
[Damn vixen!]
'I know,' Max took a deep breath to calm down his pounding heart and said, gritting his teeth, "I don't want to die, Miss Harley."
A dangerous glint passed through her eyes as she stopped smiling and said, "Fine, then! It's a pity that you can't be my puppet, but that's also interesting, so I'll let it slide."
