His grip was strong, domineering, and forceful, grasping Summer Sutton's wrist. Summer tried several times to struggle, but couldn't break free.
"Bastard, let go of me! What right do you have to control me? A while ago, I offered myself to you, and you didn't want it. Now you've pushed me away, yet you interfere so much? What do you take me for?" Summer was furious, tried to pry his hand off but failed several times, and suddenly leaned down, using the hand he still held, and bit down.
She bit fiercely, like a savage cat, as if the flesh on Watt Bennet's body was not flesh, as if it didn't hurt.
At this moment, Summer's anger was extraordinarily intense.
She couldn't accept Adrian Walyon clearly was alive and well, yet once again pushed her away.
The greater the anger in her heart, the more vicious Summer's bite.
