"Hey, beauty, why are you angry?" Melody Thorne lifted her head, with the other hand pinching Jared Quinn's chin, but she immediately let go with a "tsk".
"Why do you still have stubble?"
"Who's the beauty, huh?" Jared Quinn was seething with rage, feeling like his anger was bubbling out of him. Drunk and treating him like a woman!
"Don't be angry, come on beauty, let me dote on you well," Melody Thorne giggled, casting sultry glances, her tiny hand busy unbuttoning Jared Quinn's shirt, though her fingers seemed to take forever to manage this task.
The bodyguard driving in front stifled his laughter; this was one-in-a-century entertainment!
"How are you planning to dote on me?" Jared Quinn gritted his teeth, wishing he could throw her on the big bed right now and have his way with her until she begged for mercy!
These past few days were about to give him internal injuries from holding back!
