As Tagore, the old lecher, looked at Sophia's delicate and beautiful face and her curvaceous figure, his soul was instantly captivated.
Unsleeping never lacked women, nor was it short of beauties, but the ones who came to the city were usually not respectable women. Sophia, so pure and charming, yet possessing the allure of a young woman, was evidently more attractive compared to those sultry, mature beauties.
Tagore grinned lasciviously, saying, "Heh… Beauty, are you serious? Then I must conduct a thorough inspection."
Seeing Tagore's lecherous expression, Sophia frowned slightly but managed to suppress her disgust and nodded, "Alright, go on."
Tagore sneered and said, "Alright then, let me check if you're hiding any unspeakable secrets on your body…" As he spoke, his large hand reach
