"Young Master, I advise you to accept your fate. To be honest, just now it was I who lured you out and then sneaked back in to put something little in your teapot."
"You, what are you saying? What did you put in my teapot?"
Never had he imagined that he would be taken advantage of by this woman.
Logan, thinking of the tea he had just drunk, his face turned extremely unsightly.
"Do not worry, Young Master, it's not poison, nor anything fatal. They are good things, which will make you so affectionate you cannot control yourself. Only then can you properly enjoy pleasure with this young lady!"
As she spoke, Jaya Vance's delicate hands had already slipped off her outer garment.
Beneath it, she wore only a thin bellyband that provided hardly any cover.
Logan was dazzled by the flash of white, beginning to feel his mouth go dry and his tongue parched.
A flame rose in his lower belly, burning straight through his entire nervous system.