The next morning, he sat at the dining table, with a different set of fruit portrayed and different meals on. He was still angry about what happened last night. He wished the deal pulled through.

Suddenly, his mind drifted back to what happened last night and he scoffed at the thought of it. He wished he had tasted her, and enjoy a great period of fantasy with her perfect body.

It had been a long since he met a woman, so he just wanted to be patient with her as she kind of looked innocent, at the same time charming and beautiful.

He smirked, seeing himself calling her beautiful. He...