Chapter 21 War Room
- Anna
- He ran his hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. "Hey, miss Rude. I saved your ass and the least you could do is say thank you."
- I rolled my eyes, shifting to the edge of the bed. "It's Anna. And I learnt to behave this way from a certain rude jerk who didn’t thank me when I saved his sorry ass," I snapped.