"Answer me, is it or isn't it?"

Millie shook her head, replying, "No, it's not... I... I didn't... Murray, you're hurting me..."

Murray pulled at the nightgown she was wearing, his smile filled with scorn, "Then how do you explain this? If you haven't done it before, how come you're so good at it?" When they first got together, he felt something was off. Just the night before, he was all over Roseanne, and then he wakes up next to Millie?

He chalked it up to a drunken mistake, thinking he had hallucinated the whole thing, never considering he'd been played!

Thinking about it made Murray's blood boil.

"You're pushing me to my limits!" he roared as he yanked Millie up from the floor, "Get out! Get out of my house!"

Overcome with rage, Murray felt his temperature rising.

His body felt like it was on fire...

He swayed slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing in discomfort.

Wait a minute! Murray's expression turned ice cold, realizing his symptoms were more akin to...

"Did you drug me?!"

shifted away,

you! How

the fire in

and stood up, her tears streaming down as she approached him, "Murray, I know you

lip, Millie said, "I

she spoke, she began to

know Nove you, willing to do anything for you. Even if I'm just a stand-in for another woman, even if you're calling out Roseanne's fame while lying on my chest,

mind."

You need me right now, you need a woman. What Roseanne can't do,

lowered herself to

blooming in the dust, only to

Murray laughed mockingly, "You think

do you

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head to toe, you're nothing like her. Not

you're offering to help? Millie, where's your

would be an insult to the word. A stray dog

utterance, but Millie seemed not to

she tiptoed, her lips near his

it's okay, I'll help you,

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