"Oh, that's right, I can use her to play inside that room. Isn't that my original intention to use her body only?"
As if he had returned sober, he steeled his might, "Yes, why did I forget about that part of me hiring her? I want to taste her body and fuck her just like I fucked those random women I dated."
"My first intention is to play with her and ensure she felt being used. I will ditch her once I'm satisfied with her body. The intention is that simple!"
"Then why did I suddenly forget about all those?" Vernon asked himself.
Then, the realization dawned upon him once he realized that he didn't feel like his cold self whenever he was around his sister-in-law.
Of course, there was an obvious reason behind his emotional turmoil. He expected himself to play around her until she came begging, and he would kick her out, showing that she was nothing but a discarded piece, just like how she discarded him.
