Justin had immediately realized that something was amiss when he heard someone locking the door.

A short while later, when he started feeling unwell, he realized that he had been drugged.

There were a lot of people in New York who wanted to become his woman, and they had tried various methods one after another over the years.

It was hard for him to guard against all of them.

During a moment of negligence half a year ago, someone had also successfully drugged him with the most potent drug in the world.

However, he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, so his physical fitness was stronger than most.

Thus, he had managed to stubbornly suppress it with his willpower.

Therefore, he was confident that everything would be fine this time as well.

With the door locked, when he heard the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom, he simply sat on the sofa, intending to see what exactly that woman planned to do.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand her.

She frequently made contact with Pete and even allowed him to call her Mommy.

It stood to reason that she intended to use his son to get near to him, yet every time she was faced with him, she would adopt an indifferent attitude.

It almost made him think that he really was misunderstanding her! But in the end, she suddenly colluded with his son this evening by drugging him first and then sending him a message asking him to come down.

And now, the two of them were locked in here.

Was she finally intending to go all the way and have the final showdown with him? For some reason, he was actually looking forward to it a little.

Just as he thought so, the bathroom door opened and a woman walked out surrounded by mist and moisture.

Through the portiere, what entered his sight first was a pair of delicate feet.

Her feet were bare, and her toes were round and fair.

They looked a little cute.

Justin felt his mouth going dry.

The desire that he had suppressed emerged a little.

Next, he saw her slender ankles and her straight and fair calves.

The portiere was pushed aside, and the woman stood there wrapped in a white bath towel.

Perhaps because she had just come out of a warm bath, her cheeks were flushed and her hair was damp.

her

that instant, he felt a sudden surge of warmth in his lower abdomen, which made

blood in him was surging into a certain place! He clenched his fists

man on the sofa were abnormally

seemed a little less cold and standoffish than usual, and the mole at the corner of his

actually exuding a sense of enticement? Nora frowned

when the man on the

behind! Then, he suppressed his voice and said, "Since Miss Smith has already

had already lowered his head and started kissing

hot breath made

pheromones entered

tall and had pressed right up against her, his back was slightly arched as

her whole body, making her mouth gradually

doctor, she

push the man away, only to find that he was

kissing

her right knee and attacked the most delicate part of

man’s large, scalding-hot hands grabbed

and he sounded puzzled as he asked, "What's

Nora snorted coldly.

air and gave him a roundhouse kick with her left leg!

him again

her fist coming toward him, Justin

toward him with a whoosh, scraping past his

of an eye, both of them backed away

Nora frowned.

was concealed anger in

was about to say something when the bath towel suddenly slipped off and she felt

stopped working for

up the bath towel, only to find that it was twisted into a clump and couldn't be straightened

up the bath towel in

towel and remove it when he heard her shout coldly, "I won't let you out of this room

Justin was astounded.

that in his whole life! However, the anger in the

She...

want to do it with him? Nora took the opportunity to hurriedly pick

it on while saying, "I've also

had keen senses, could hear

the other party had already

bath towel and stared

trying to say that it

of Nora's

part of his body as she replied, "Don't be too confident of yourself,

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