Trenton Smith lifted his head, looking at the trembling woman he'd just kissed, slightly narrowing his eyes, he asked, "Has Alex Miller ever kissed you like this?"
"Let me go..." Norris Moore said with a choked, small voice.
"Have you slept with him?"
"Let me go!"
Trenton's eyes darkened slightly as he rather rudely pinched her chin strap. Although he didn't use much strength, it still hurt her.
"Trenton Smith!"
"What about me?" He chuckled in a low, hoarse voice, "Save your energy to call out later, or else your throat won't be able to take it."
Norris kicked him, "Have you slept with him?"
Norris bit her lip, looked away, and remained silent.
Obviously, he wasn't satisfied, as he deliberately tortured her, trying to force her to speak.
Norris glared at him fiercely, wondering how someone could be so shameless.
Even when he lost his memory, he still tortured her!
What on earth did he want to do!
With red eyes, Norris glared at him before reluctantly answering, "No."
