Chapter 460: Backview Killer

Yosef Casson was the kind of natural beauty people only saw once in a century. Face or figure, she was flawless. The sort of beauty that stole the air from your lungs. Under the pale lavender nightdress, the sleek line of her body and the tiny clasped strap at her back showed through in teasing flashes, hazy and half-hidden, hypnotic in a way that made it hard to look anywhere else. Then the strap snapped. The nightdress slid down without warning, and her perfect figure was laid bare in Gordon...