"This is an office," Hank Clegg suggested teasingly, lowering his head, "we should return."
As he said this, he proceed to stand up.
"Why are you so despicable?", Victoria lost no time in grabbing Hank's arm.
Her big watery eyes looking pleadingly at Hank, she bit her lip lightly, couldn't help but whimper: "You're the one dragging me along. The one who wants to leave is also you. Where would anyone find such a domineering person like you?"
Seeing her in such a state, Hank, stifling laughter, intentionally blew on her: "I am always this domineering, you only found out today?"
Victoria was on the verge of tears, she was aware of his dominance, but why did he always enjoy tormenting her?
"I hate you!", she snapped, giving him a scratch.
Hank immediately caught her hand.
"Your claws should be cut," he deliberately looked at her coldly, "if you continue to be noisy, beware, I'll tie you up."
