"What the hell," Dana exclaimed when she saw Dylan entering the room with scissors. He grinned as if he had gone crazy.
"I'm not blind, I can see what you did... now choose: either you undress yourself or I'll ruin everything you're wearing."
"You're really crazy."
"You have your choice."
"All my clothes are branded, you know."
"I know, that's why I'm giving you the choice. Undress yourself or I'll cut up everything you're wearing." Dylan stepped forward, and Dana quickly got off the bed, annoyed, and stripped off all her clothes.
All her efforts earlier were wasted. This guy was really cunning. Before she could even wear everything, she was the one who had to undress.
"Oh! Why are you crying? I haven't done anything to you yet," he said, looking at her with a mean expression.
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