Chapter hundred four

Anna had done it again. Why did she have to be this gullible after her ordeal with this ass of a man? But if she was being sincere with herself, the sex was good.

The mood was set, and the alcohol was in its right proportion. This was a drunken mistake.

“Have a good night.” She put on her clothing, making do with her ripped-off undergarments. Unashamed by the scar, she showcased its hideous face. “How dare you?” He spat out at her, retrieving back.

He was seething with rage, exactly what she wanted. The smug look he held earlier was left, in its wake, fury.

“No, how dare you!.” She retorted. “Out of all the eligible and elitist women in Kingston, you chose me to prey on. All for the money, huh? You came for the money, so removing your unwanted seed should not be a problem.” Anna saw death and had a tug of war with its cold essence.

Nothing made her more at a loss for words than what this hag of a man was trying to do.

“Oh, before I forget, let's learn to keep our hands to ourselves
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