Chapter 822: Use Feet to Press the Alarm

"Anna Jadwin, what on earth are you doing!?" The man's voice was rough like it carried grit, scraping against her heart.

Anna Jadwin bit her lip, she was just too soft-hearted, which was why she fell for that scumbag in the first place...

"This is what you deserve, Wayne Bailey... still want to eat meat? You're only fit to eat your own ass!" Anna Jadwin tied a dead knot.

The tie wrapped around Wayne Bailey's neck could only maintain his sitting posture... If he foolishly tried to stand up, snap, his lust would break.

Of course, Anna Jadwin knew Wayne Bailey wouldn't be stupid enough to stand up.

"Anna Jadwin!" Wayne Bailey said with a threatening tone.

Anna Jadwin took the underwear he had removed and turned it inside out over his head.

Uh...

The sight of Mr. Bailey sitting in a chair with his bathrobe open in such a pose was truly ravishing.

Anna Jadwin, with a bellyful of anger, couldn't help but laugh, "Stay put until dawn! I'm leaving."

Damn woman! Was she mocking him?