He is a Nymphomaniac.

CAFE ISLAND, 8:30am

Next morning at sharp 8:30 am,Rhehan entered the Cafe Island with his usual charming smile and grace. The entire staff was stunned to see him. They did not expect him to ever enter the premises after being humilated so badly. They rushed to welcome him and began preparing his breakfast. Unlike the previous day there were quite a few people sitting inside the cafe, munching their morning meals.

Times Square Penthouse, 8:30am.

Rose stepped out of her bathroom after taking a hot shower. Her morning fiesta generally consisted of three hours of rigorous gyming and martial arts practice with her brother, followed by a hot shower and a hearty breakfast in Cafe Island.

That day Rose was perplexed about going to the cafe.

Will that pervert be there? Will I be tortured to see his face again? I don't think so. Yesterday's lesson was enough for any man to behave himself. He wouldn't dare show his face again.

Rose smiled at the thought and hurriedly put on her dress. She looked at her reflection in mirror and couldn't help admire her flushed cheeks and pink dress which were complementing her fair skin. The bodycon short dress highlighted her tonned body and perfect curves.

Well, I really work hard on myself so I can admire myself a bit, every now and then, she wondered.

Rose's field of work required her to look gorgeous and stylish everyday. She was an icon for many celebrities , owing to her extremely sexy looks and choice of attires. The clothes she designed were worn by the most famous celebrities, who always took her advice for every important appearance.

She quickly blow-dried her hair and put on her makeup and high heels. She planned to rush to her studio directly from the cafe.