Poor little An was shaken by Wyatt Perry, his hair still damp, his head dizzy from the movement.
He was infuriated, determined to seek revenge.
Even his own dad had never treated him this way, his daddy was never like this.
After helping An dry his hair, Wyatt Perry left, allowing him to dress himself.
Esmee Perry wanted to soak a bit longer, Claudia Ross went to get her pajamas, and nearly bumped into Wyatt Perry as she opened the door.
Wyatt Perry effortlessly wrapped his arm around Claudia Ross's waist and pulled her into his embrace, taking complete control over her.
His breath was hot on Claudia Ross's face, and when she looked up, her eyes crashed into his deep and mysterious gaze.
They were so close that his eyes saw only her.
Dark as the abyss, bright as the stars, she was the center of this abyss and stars.
"Let go of me!"
Claudia Ross extended her hand to push him, inadvertently brushing against Wyatt Perry's chiseled cheek.