Chapter 162

　　Lucas' POV 　　Fuck my life. 　　I've been having sex with different women consecutively in the past few hours and I'm starting to feel that I'm like a male whore. 　　By the look on their fucking faces, I can tell they're very satisfied with my persistent endeavor. 　　Fuck, I'm so good at what I do that I really should consider charging people money for fucking them. 　　I buckled up my pants and walked out of the tent. 　　Lucian waited outside. 　　"How long have you been here? I thought you were with that fucking gigolo." I stretched out my arms and said. 　　"I came here when she told you that you would die in a hole," Lucian shrugged. 　　I smirked and lowered my voice, "She's good. I like fucking her. You know she was like..." 　　"Luke, I don't want to know anything about it," Lucian said. 　　"Your morale is a bit low," I frowned. "You've been acting weird since this morning. What happened?" 　　"It's nothing. Gianna is coming in three days. I have to prepare for her arrival and, of course, the ba