Chapter 590

Elliot let out a cold snort, refusing to even look at her, radiating an icy aura. Sheena, equally unyielding, swiftly opened the wardrobe, grabbed a random white shirt, crumpled it, and forcefully stuffed it into his mouth. Then, she carried him and mercilessly tossed him onto the large bed. The bed was soft, and Elliot was not hurt by the impact. After rolling around on the bed for a bit, he made a few muffled sounds, glaring at her. Sheena paid him no mind. Instead, she picked up a leather belt from the coat rack, securing his restless ankles. She then raised his hands above his head and used another belt to tie them to the corner post of the bed. "Don't move! Struggling will hurt, and if you bruise yourself, I'll have to apply ointment!" Elliot was fuming with anger, and his chest heaved violently as he shot angry glares at her, a level of fury he had never directed at her before. Seated on the edge of the bed, Sheena calmly observed his vain struggles. She soothed