While showering, Claudia Ross discovered that Wyatt Perry had marked her entire body with love bites.
She hadn't drunk any alcohol last night, it must have been something off with the food she ate that caused her to behave abnormally, giving Wyatt Perry an opportunity to take advantage.
Despicable, shameless, sleazy bastard!
Being cursed by Claudia Ross was something Wyatt Perry had expected; he felt wronged in his heart, but would never say it aloud.
Even if he did, she might not believe him.
Wyatt Perry leaned against the bed, the blanket covering his waist, his perfect eight-pack abs faintly visible.
He flashed a wicked smile, "Wife, were you satisfied with my service last night?"
"Satisfied my ass!"
Holding back a stomach full of anger, she couldn't find the words to curse him.
"If you're not satisfied, we can continue. Your passion last night scared me." Wyatt Perry extended his hand, "Come here!"
"Me, passionate?"
