Chapter 268: Am I That Kind of Guy?

If she could drain the man in front of her dry, then even if those old fossils tracked her down, they probably still would not be a match for her. The thought made the Seductress's gaze on Atreus Lyson turn openly heated. But draining him completely… felt like a waste. Hermoine noticed that look. Her little fist clenched so hard her knuckles nearly popped. Fine. Fine. Fine. In a minute, she would smash that fox-faced flirt into a pig's head. "Guests are guests," the Seductress said with a...