The inability to vent, tormenting to the point of driving Kevin insane.

He had encountered various women. After all, the transactions were either about money or women in the business-oriented world. He had witnessed some debauched situations, but over the years, he never got involved with those women, especially the attractive ones. He believed the more attractive a woman with no background, the more likely she would become a bargaining chip eventually. He never got involved with those who had multiple sexual partners.

"Blake, I'm warning you for the last time. Stop this!"

Blake picked up the red wine from the dining table, drank more than half a glass, then passed it to him from her mouth, "It's such an expensive wine. It'll be a waste if you don't drink with me."

After saying that, she poured a little more and pretended to spill it on his neck accidentally. "Look, why am I so clumsy? I accidentally spilled the wine here. Shall I help you lick it clean?"

Blake sat against his ere