“Alright, I’ll go make it now,” Rachel said.


    Once Tyler saw Rachel head into the kitchen, the tension in his body finally eased Ray suddenly barked and leapt onto him. Caught off guard, Tyler couldn’t dodge in time and took a direct hit the groin. His expression changed drastically, and his back curled instinctively as he clutched himself with a grimace.


    He red at the barking Ray with a voice full of restrained fury.


    “If you end up doing permanent damage to me, I swear I’m turning you into stew tomorrow.”


    Startled, Ray shrank back and tucked his head like a scolded child,


    Tyler stayed hunched over for a while, trying to suppress the sharp pain.


    He knew exactly why tay had reacted like that. In all these years, the dug had never once seen him with an erection. After all, there had never been any women around him


    But just now, Rachel’s actions had genuinely stirred something inim


    Ray must’ve thought something had gone wrong with his master.


    Tyler rubbed his temples and sighed to himself. Fortunately, he had enough self–control.


    Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Rachel was making coffee, but her thoughts kept circling back. Why hadn’t Tyler reacted at all earlier?


    She remembered how intense it had been thest time he’d been drugged. Compared to that, this time he’d beenpletely unmoved.


    With no one else to turn to, she texted Cecilia.


    Cecilia replied almost instantly.


    [You got that far and Mr. Hunt still didn’t react? If that’s the case<b>, </b>are you sure he’s not into g


    Rachel stared at the message in shock.


    guys?]


    But the more she thought about it, the less sense that made<b>. </b>Tyler just didn’t seem like the type.


    Another message from Cecilia came through.


    [Okay, then there’s only one exnation left, but I’m warning you, it’s going to hurt a little.]


    Rachel’s nerves <b>were </b>already frayed.


    [<b>What</b>?]


    Cecilia sent a sighing emoji.


    (You just don’t turn him on.]


    It a <b>man </b>showed zero reaction when a woman literally offered herself, it meant one of three things. He was either into men, had problems getting an erection, or simply wasn’t interested.


    With the first two ruled out, only the thinkremained.


    Rachel felt her heart sink. The realization <b>was </b>oddly painful.


    On one hand, she needed Tyler to go along with her <b>n </b>so she could reach her objective. On the other hand, she had hoped Tyler wouldn’t be interested in her so she wouldn’t have to go all the way.


    Realizing she’d been in the kitchen long enough, Rachelposed herself and brought the coffee out.


    As she walked into the living room, she saw Tyler slouched on the couch, hugging a pillow with a sour look on his face.


    Her <b>first </b>thought was that he might’ve pulled his injury again.


    She quickly walked over and gently tugged his arm.


    “You shouldn’t be leaning back like that. Your back’s still healing You need to sit up straight.”


    Tyler’s expression changed, and he pulled away. “I’m fine. Don’t touch me.”


    Rachel immediately realized she’d overstepped. Tyler hated being touched. “Sorry, I <b>was </b>just worried about your injury.”


    Tyler turned a bit to the side and <b>took </b><b>a </b>sip of the coffee. To his surprise, it was actually quite good.


    Seeing his brow rx slightly, Rachel figured the coffee must’ve been to his liking. Still reluctant to give up, she hesitated for a moment before trying again.


    “Mr. Hunt, about what we discussed earlier-”