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Adam's eyes flashed with anger.

“What about my prize?”

“She hasn't said she loves you, and you're not married either...”

“I can call her here now, and get her to confess her love for me.”

“I know. You must have blackmailed her...”

“I don't pay for affection. I never have.”

“Of course not. Has any woman ever dared to avoid your advances? They're afraid of you. They're afraid of what will happen if they don't do everything you want.”

“Do you think women come to my bed out of fear?”

Ryan thought.

“Maybe not these women you're used to lying with. They're older than you, almost twice your age or more, and they're single and needy. They must find it exciting that a younger man is attracted to them, to their withered and wrinkled bodies, but their pleasure lies in their ego, which you inflame, and not in your performance in bed.”

“I don't like girls. Everyone in the family knows that.”

“Because you're complacent. You always want what's easiest and don't bother lookin