Chapter 295: Crushing Dreams

Commissioner Justin Vaughn's words were like "boy scout water" soaked kindling for Zeph's inner burning competitive spirit. 

Even if he tried to hide his competitive nature, it would roar its ugly head any time someone mentioned any type of contest, and perhaps it was his desire to win even in the bedroom that helped him last long enough to satisfy his women.

A vile, menacing, demonic-looking smile crept across Zeph's face that he could not hide.

Tamrel and Siael, who was sitting hidden on his shoulder, both felt a chill when they looked at Zeph's wicked grin. For them, it was as if they caught a glance at a wicked one again. 

They couldn't help but wonder if Zeph had a little sexually transmitted demon in him.