With a slight squint of his deep, narrow eyes, Lewis recalled the crying and pleading of a woman from the night before, her allure almost irresistible, stirring an inner urge to dominate.The dim lighting, the effects of alcohol and drugs, had clouded his memory; he could not recall her face, only the long black hair, her softness, and the light scent of mint.Thirty years of “none-sex life” ended that night for Lewis, like a slumbering beast awakened, the consequences being self-evident.At a business soirée, Lewis had been drugged. Amidst his discomfort back at the hotel, a woman had burst in, and in his state, he spared no thought but promised recompense. Waking up, the woman was gone."Mr. President," his assistant Leo entered, a hint of panic in his demeanor.Lewis, with a chill in his expression, handed over a resume to Leo: "Find this woman. Don't scare her. Check her background. Also, terminate all cooperation with Starlight Group."Don't scare her? His tone, almost tender.Le
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