Damien sat down on a sofa and kept looking at Dennisa with an amused smile.
"What are you smiling at, dickhead?" Dennisa asked with an irate expression. These days she hasn't been feeling good at all other than the fact that her beauty increased.
She was so sexually frustrated that he was somehow holding on just like Roy. But she still vented some of her frustrations by whipping and toying with her boy toys in other ways.
She was taking relief in the fact that only a maximum of two weeks was left till she could unleash her pent-up sexual urges.
However, whenever she thought of toying with Damien and imagining the horrified look on Valentina's face, she would start feeling wet. She was thinking of telling Roy not to kill Damien during the match nor wreck his body too much.
She knew Roy wouldn't listen unless she gave him something valuable, which she had already prepared by finding some pretty innocent maidens for his taking.
