Chapter 112. Anger and Disappointment

Dante gripped Natalie’s knife-wielding hand. The woman looked at him coldly and hostilely. “I can’t fail, Dante,” she hissed.

Natalie’s left hand squeezed Dante’s cock until he closed his eyes and winced. She took the opportunity to remove her hand from his grip and then tried to stab him again.

Dante quickly swatted her hand away until the knife slipped from her grasp and fell to the floor. Natalie gritted her teeth and quickly turned back, intending to go down to retrieve the knife.

Of course, Dante didn’t let her. He grabbed her by the waist and slammed her onto the bed. She immediately punched him in the chest with full force and made him wince, but he maintained his position.

Natalie raised her knee, about to kick him. He immediately blocked her knee with his knee. He gripped both her hands and looked at her coldly.

“If you want to fight me, you should at least learn to hold a knife well, Natalie. Your fighting skills are so bad!” taunted Dante.