Just as Homelander was silently sneering to himself.
Queen Maeve gently pushed open the door to The Deep's room.
Although these were all lounges provided by the company, veteran members of The Seven still had certain privileges.
After living there for so long, they had the right to freely alter the layout and decor of their own lounges.
Thus, Queen Maeve, who had never been there before, briefly looked over the room's layout.
After a quick glance, Queen Maeve casually shut the door behind her, then walked through The Deep's corridor, its walls covered with photos of submissive women, and arrived in his living room.
At that moment, The Deep was sitting sprawled on the couch, drinking champagne heavily with one hand while continuously jerking himself off with the other.
Seeing The Deep like that, Queen Maeve gritted her teeth and shook her head in disgust.
"You're even more pathetic than I thought!"
"Haha, it's you, Maeve!
Fuck, I have to admit, I'm starting to like the feeling of being reprimanded.
When Heisenberg stared at me with those harsh eyes, eyes that could kill me at any moment, I really couldn't control where my blood was flowing!"
As he answered Maeve without a care, The Deep sped up the movements of his hand.
"Look, look! Fuck, this time I've lasted at least twenty minutes longer than usual. I really want him to scold me like that again!"
"Heh..."
Listening to The Deep's half-moaning, half-excited words, Maeve's breathing grew heavier. She was angry!
She suddenly raised her hand and gave a light clap.
"Don't worry. From now on, you will never have another chance to speak with Mr. Heisenberg!
Letting you appear before him was my mistake. You... will be very far away from him!"
As soon as she finished speaking,