Chapter 78 The Alluring Outfit

• She doesn't care about how many women I sleep with? Does this d*mn woman not care about me at all?
• “Samantha, do you have a death wish?” Cassius reached out, gripping Samantha's delicate chin, his eyes radiating a bloodthirsty glint. “Since when do you get to dictate my affairs?”
• His fingers merely exerted a bit of force, yet Samantha was already in such pain that cold sweat broke out on her forehead.