A Wild and Hot Cutie

Alisa opens her eyes in shock and sees a capable woman dressed in OL standsbehind them to take pictures. She can't believe that there is a third party present. Is there any conscience in this bastard?

Davis moves out of Alisa's body, pulls on the pants chain, and drops a shirt on her. His smooth and expensive leather shoes heavily step on the green mobile phone. The poor cell phone breaks into pieces.

"Remember, if you tell the secret to anybody, do you know what your consequences are?" He takes the digital camera from the woman and shakes the taken picture under her eyes.

"See? If you want your sister to see this, you just go ahead and tell the truth! "

Alisa shivers and looks at the past. On the big camera screen, her legs are wide open and he presses them under his body with great clearness and profundity. He only leaves a back image. Tears of shame fall down her smooth cheeks, and her face turns ashy.

Davis puts on his suit calmly, cuts his short messy hair, and turns to tell his secretary, Nora. "Nora, save this digital camera for me first."

"Yes, President Davis!" Nora goes out calmly, and

low ear is hot and twittering. "You are very coquettish when you

Alisa face is pale and she blushes from her neck to her ears as if it’s lighted by fire. "Asshole..." Alisa

His big hand tightly imprisons her arm and then shakes

"Do you want to fight with me? You don't have this power, neither now nor in the future..."

hot water mixes with tears fall from her face. She tries desperately to wash her body, trying to get rid of all

covers her eyes. She crouches on the wet floor, covers her face, and cries. Davis,

he, but she has left

Alisa's wet hair is still stuck on her forehead, and her face is melancholy. This one hour is a nightmare for her.