Anh ấy hôn bạn! Anh ta f@*#King hôn bạn ngay trước mặt tôi, “Wharick gầm gừ qua hàm răng nghiến. Trên mặt anh ấy. “Bạn có thích tôi hôn cô ấy khi chúng tôi không ở trước mặt bạn không?” Anh ấy hỏi một cách mỉa mai.
He kissed you! He f@*#king kissed you right in front of me,” Wharick growled through his clenched teeth. Kathel looked up from the ground where he was now leaning up on his elbows, far too pleased with his performance and having a look of mischief on his face. “Would you prefer that I kiss her when we aren’t in front of you?” he asked sarcastically.
Madison Thorne Grey, Magnificence