Chapter 84 fuck Xavier

At this time, my blood rushed upward, the most thought in my head is two words, fuck him!

I don't think he'll know I'm angry if I don't give him a good show.

So I pulled the bed curtain again under Xavier's puzzled gaze.

The moment it closed I saw Rowen move a little, but in the end did not dare to provoke me in anger, he did not come to stop.

Xavier looked at me with a wary look in his eyes. He asked nervously, "What do you... What do you want?"

The angrier I get, the more frighteningly calm I become. Of course this calmness is likely to be an illusion.

I said, "Fuck you," as I tied his hands neatly to the bed frame with a black face.

Xavier finally understood what I meant, and when he figured it out, he was going to struggle, but it was too late, I was already stripping his pants.

"Leila, Leila, don't do that!"

He panicked and started to stop me with words, but I was very determined, "Go ahead and scream, no one will come to save you if you scream your throat out."

"No," Xavier said