"Feed me!" Jose Floyd's icy gaze fixed on the person crouching beside him.
Nicole slightly lowered her eyes, the hand holding the bottle a bit stiff. Crouching next to Jose Floyd, she felt an overwhelming aura that made her afraid to look directly at him.
Nicole brought the bottle up slowly, lifting her eyes to bring it to Jose Floyd's lips, her gaze cool and detached.
Her pale wrist was very close to Jose Floyd, who curled his lips into a cold smile, eyeing Nicole, "Did I say to feed me like this?"
Nicole's hand stiffened for a moment, and she looked back at Jose Floyd, "Then what do you want?"
The aura of this man was so strong that it left her breathless, and an invisible pressure made Nicole's breathing heavy with tension.
"Nicole, have you forgotten how you used to act when you were my woman?"
