Kent’s pants fell, and as he expected, his “dragon” stood tall, veins pulsing along its length. He hadn’t seen himself

In the lonely realm of hatred and resentment, a man who has never had the chance to experience intimacy made

Kent sighed inwardly. He knew the woman in front of him was going to be a tough nut to crack,

Kent stared at the miniature tower with excited eyes. As a movie director who had done some fictional movies, he

Kent gazed at the screen displaying a multitude of skills and techniques—things he’d never imagined could actually exist somewhere in

Kent stared at Vexthra for a solid hour, saying nothing. He simply stood there, looking back at her, as various