C44 Come to My Bed and Talk to Me

"Do you want me to say it a second time? Come here, come to my bed and talk to me! " His orders were domineering and childish, and she had the impression that he was like a little boy who was going to pester an adult to tell a story.

But he was not a little boy. He was a mature man who emitted a dangerous aura. He could pounce on her and eat her dry at any time