"Are you still bleeding?" He stepped forward, his large hand pressed down on her wrist, abruptly pulling down her pants, bending down to take a look.
Tara Summer's mind pounded, her face was a mix of red and white. She frantically tugged at her pants, her feet stepping backwards, her body constantly evading.
"Tara Summer!" Liam Yancey's handsome face darkened, coldness emanating from his body, his dark eyes swept over her like a blade, "If you want to go another round, keep dodging!"
Tara Summer shivered all over, petrified, immediately staying in place, her body rigid.
Another round? He wasn't afraid to drop dead from overworking, but she did not wish to die of pain!
Seeing her finally calm, Liam Yancey raised an eyebrow, his large hand abruptly circling her slender waist, picking her up sideways and then sitting down in a nearby leather chair.
Tara Summer struggled again, shot a glare by the man, she immediately dared not move.
