"Isn't all this effort just for this moment? To make me interested in your body, sleeping with you every night?" Jared Quinn's thin, crimson lips moved up and down without a hint of emotion.
His large hand touched her slender, graceful waist.
Indeed, last night left him somewhat wanting more.
Melody Thorne "..."
She was nearly amused by his narcissism, Melody Thorne closed her clear, water-like eyes angrily, curling her lips into a cold smile, "Jared Quinn, if you think this is my new tactic, then feel free to divorce me!"
If that were the best scenario, it would save her a lot of trouble.
Jared Quinn's tall figure suddenly trembled, lowering his eyes, the girl he had pinned against the wall appeared extremely cold, like a bird about to fly away from him, making his arrogant heart feel somewhat unsure, feeling as though he could no longer captivate her.
