Victor was avoided like a plague when the others found out he was in a bad mood which wasn't surprising - he always had erratic mood swings.
"How could she think of me as a pervert!" Victor yelled to no one but himself in his room, burning with fury.
This was the first time he was experiencing such an awkward situation. All of the women he has been with loved and admired him - and ended up in bed with him. This was the first time he was having a cordial relationship with someone from the opposite sex - except his sister - and this was what he got in return? She called him a pervert.
"Pervert? Hah!" Victor huffed irritably. He found that word highly offensive! He didn't have a twisted sense of morality. How could one single woman think of him that way? She wasn't even worth his attention!
