"You! You're the bad guy!" The soldier looked at her conduct and was even more sure that she was the bad guy. He pressed on the safety of his gun. As long as she dared to pounce on him, he would really dare to shoot.

When Arthur came over, he saw such a scene that almost drove him crazy. That damned woman, who had unbuttoned the collar of her dress, revealing a huge expanse of pink skin, her long brown curls swooping over her shoulders, her white wrists pointing at the soldier, her enchanting eyes teasing his nerves. And the soldier seemed to be at a loss for words. His...