Lex Cross was about to go insane as he watched Flora Bloom press herself against him.
His mind flashed back to the scene from months ago, right after he first met Flora Bloom. She had been just like this back then—soft, delicate, and fragile, her face an intoxicating mix of innocence and desire. That genuine blend of two extremes had become an irresistible poison.
Just like right now.
If this place weren't a tree hollow set up by a troop of black-furred gorillas, and even if it weren't for this damned water, he wouldn't be thinking about anything else right now. He would simply devour the woman before him, the one who had long since captured his heart.
He pulled Flora Bloom's clinging arms away again and again, using nearly all his strength. 'What the hell is this "Water of Life"? It's basically an unstoppable aphrodisiac.'
