Bella Acker was frightened by his grim expression and instinctively explained, "I...I didn't mean it like that."
"Not like that, then what do you mean?" Damian Sinclair sneered as he took two large steps forward, pressing closer to Bella. "Isn't Ms. Acker very disappointed now?"
"Dis…disappointed about what?"
His towering figure approached her menacingly, scaring Bella into taking two steps back, completely unable to face his current expression.
"At this point, does Ms. Acker still want to keep playing?" Damian suddenly reached out and gripped her wrist tightly. "If I weren't here, I wouldn't have known that Ms. Acker was so at ease around different men! I really underestimated Ms. Acker's methods of seducing men!"
"What…what are you talking about? I don't understand!" Bella frowned, struggling to pull her arm away, but his grip was too tight for her to break free. "Let go."
