184, Seeing the man sleeping beside her, Titus Zane screamed out loud.

, pausing for a moment, Nathan Moore grabbed his phone and called his assistant Ewan Zimmerman.

"Director Moore, what's up?" Ewan Zimmerman climbed off his wife, drenched in sweat, still basking in the bliss of newlywed life, and just returned from a business trip with his boss, somewhat reluctantly awakened by the ringing of his phone.

"What's your ID number?" Nathan Moore went straight to the point.

Ewan Zimmerman was taken aback, thinking he had heard wrong, "What did you say, Director Moore?"

"Your ID number!"

"Oh, I'll send it to you right now."

Nathan Moore used his assistant's ID number to register on a website, added some credits, and opened up a provocative scene from a Western movie. The woman in the film had very pale skin, much like Titus Zane's, and the men were tall and muscular, also not to be underestimated.

Subconsciously, Nathan Moore glanced down at his own groin area, his erection was also sizable.

This pleased him.