"She'll be way more fun once it kicks in!" Black Viper laughed maniacally.

Now fully hyped, Rafael chuckled and barked, "Hell yeah! Mosby, bring out your special blend—the real wild one! I want this little slut to turn into the dirtiest, most desperate whore alive!"

Mosby frowned. "Mr. Driscoll, are you seriously going through with this?"

Rafael snapped, "What do you think? Hurry up and do it already! Quit pretending you're some saint, old man. Everyone knows you've got mistresses tucked away in half the luxury clubs across Blumedale."

Called out, Mosby flushed with embarrassment. "Fine then. Drugging her will definitely make things more exciting. But if you get the first turn, I'm going second."

"Whatever!" Rafael grunted, growing impatient. "You two can fight over second and third. Just give me three undisturbed seconds with her first!"

With a flick of his wrist, Mosby pulled out a pouch of powder and shoved it down Aspen's throat. The moment it hit, her body instantly fl