I just like being a mistress, what can you do about it?

"Is it just that he's taller than you?"
The woman's disdain grew stronger, and she subconsciously straightened her chest. "It seems to be bigger than you, too."
"Isn't my face prettier than yours?"
"Isn't my skin fairer than yours?"
"He doesn't even want to touch me, so why would he touch you? Doesn't he know what he believes in?"
After saying that, the woman took advantage of the situation and hooked Ishmael Kearns's arm. Her dark eyes sparkled with a charming and dazzling light....