C109 Revenge on This Bastard!

In other words, she was just waiting for him, Young Master Wesley, to visit her tonight.

I reached out my hand and purposely pinched Wesley's arm.

His skin was sturdy, and the pinch made my fingertips hurt.

He pulled at me innocently and angrily, then firmly pressed his leg against his phone. He said calmly and sharply, "What I'm asking is