Chapter 95: A Botched Scheme

Water pattered in the bathroom. Behind the translucent glass wall, a pale silhouette gleamed in and out of sight. Miller Cutmore felt his nose about to bleed. He wanted to kick the door open and rush in like a wolf. Even if the little temptress inside was brilliant and cunning, under absolute strength she would have no way out and would have to submit. But that was too beastly. He couldn't do it. Back then, the old blind man had told him the more women, the better, but never to use force. Miller...