Lucy Clayton was fond of those girls who were just blooming, yet not fully matured. In the past two months, while he dispatched numerous people to investigate Yusuf Zuck, the young nurse had also caught his eye.
With just one glance, Lucy Clayton was captivated by the young nurse's innocence and tenderness, like a young sprout encased in leaves. This girl, who had just come of age, aroused in him a strong desire to possess her.
He wanted to tear her clothes to pieces and explore every part of her body.
Of course, Lucy Clayton also liked a touch of romance. He believed that using force felt no different than masturbating; only when the other party was willing, spread their legs willingly on the bed, and then moaned in harmony with his climactic release, could it be considered a perfect conquest.