"Haha. Women are mere trinkets, why must I treat them like gold? Ray are you more loyal to these creatures? Do you know they'll eventually be your downfall? They're like snakes...better to fuck them and be on your way."
"..."
"Ivan Grey, you promised me you'll treat them right.."
Ivan chuckled as he walked back to the throne, now he had lost interest in these women.
"Very well. You can keep them Ray Luna. You've spoilt the fun. But you see, I still have my eyes on a woman that possibly could be made of gold. Gu Qingran, I'm going to find her and have her bear my children. Her superior genes can only be matched with mine. No wonder the apocalypse system has its eyes on her. She's absolutely.. exquisite."
Ivan Grey's voice dropped into something dark and indulgent, like the slow pour of poisoned honey.
