Erase his horrible smell

Trent... Trent Grantz, I've heard that name somewhere before. Or am I mistaken?

No matter how hard I try, I don't see where I could have heard this name. But yet in the back of my mind, I feel, no, I'm sure of it, I've already heard this name somewhere. And I have the impression that it is precious to me, I feel each time my heart racing at the mention of this name.

Yet I don't remember ever having heard that name either in my old town or today in Capital City. I shook my head as I felt my cell phone vibrate in my pocket. This brought me back to reality as on the other side of the room, Jessy sat up trying somehow to catch his breath.

I must admit that I did not go slowly with him but faced with his actions, I even showed myself to be far too generous.

How dare he want to force himself on me even though I yelled at him that I had already been marked. He deserves that I kill him immediately.

My anger was such that I felt my pheromone fruits ripple through the air and I ha