"Answer me, is it or isn''t it?"


    Millie shook her head, replying, "No, it''s not... I... I didn''t... Murray, you''re hurting me..."


    Murray pulled at the nightgown she was wearing, his smile filled with scorn, "Then how do you exin this? If you haven''t done it before, howe you''re so good at it?" When they first got together, he felt something was off. Just the night before, he was all over Roseanne, and then he wakes up next to Millie?


    He chalked it up to a drunken mistake, thinking he had hallucinated the whole thing, never considering he''d been yed!


    Thinking about it made Murray''s blood boil.


    "You''re pushing me to my limits!" he roared as he yanked Millie up from the floor, "Get out! Get out of my house!"


    Ovee with rage, Murray felt his temperature rising.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    His body felt like it was on fire...


    He swayed slightly, his Adam''s apple bobbing in difort.


    Wait a minute! Murray''s expression turned ice cold, realizing his symptoms were more akin to...


    "Did you drug me?!"


    Millie''s eyes shifted away, clearly broadcasting her guilt.


    "Damn you! How dare you?!"


    He took a couple of harsh breaths, the fire in his heart burning even brighter, his eyes reddening.


    Millie swallowed hard, fighting back her fear, and stood up, her tears streaming down as she approached him, "Murray, I know you must be feeling terrible right now..." Murray gave her a cold look.


    Biting her lip, Millie said, "I can help you, really..."


    As she spoke, she began to slip off her nightgown.


    "You know Nove you, willing to do anything for you. Even if I''m just a stand-in for another woman, even if you''re calling out Roseanne''s fame while lying on my chest, I don''t


    mind."


    Her words wereden with emotion, perhaps even convincing herself, "Murray, let me help you, okay? You need me right now, you need a woman. What Roseanne can''t do, I can. What she''s unwilling to do, I''m willing."


    She had lowered herself to the dust.


    But there''s no blooming in the dust, only to be trampled upon.


    "Hah..." Murrayughed mockingly, "You think you can rece


    Roseanne? How do you even


    ??


    "You drugged me, and now you''re offering to help? Millie, where''s your dignity?"


    "Calling you ''cheap'' would be an insult to the word. A stray dog has more honor than you!"


    His words were harsher with each utterance, but Millie seemed not to hear them, her face tear-streaked yet seductively appealing.


    Her smooth body pressed against him, she tiptoed, her lips near his ear:


    "I know you''re in pain, it''s okay, I''ll help you, just like our first time..."


    Her scent was like a soothing balm, quelling the heat within him.


    Making him crave more...


    Millie watched his eyes cloud over with lust, a smirk forming on her lips.


    If only she had known it would be this easy, she would have acted sooner...


    Pushing him to this point today, she felt she had been too conservative. "Murray, look at me..." Millie turned his face towards hers.


    Their eyes locked, his gaze filled with her.


    Millie leaned in...


    Just as their breaths mingled, about to intertwine, Murray suddenly pushed her away.


    The dazed look in his eyes suddenly vanished, leaving no sign that he was under the influence of any drug.