"What do you want?" Sophie Smith retreated a few steps, looking at Asher Land with a wary expression.
She only kicked him once, right? Why did he look like he was going to eat her?
"Do you know how much damage that kick caused me?" He extended his long arm, pulling her into his embrace as his large hand began to misbehave.
"Asher Land, you, don't mess around!" She pressed against his chest, struggling fiercely.
"Isn't it quite normal for me to give you a little punishment for kicking me?" His large hand brushed over her cheek, lifting her chin, forcing her to look up at him.
"I, I was wrong, okay? Let me go?" Why was this man so petty?
Sophie knew she couldn't outsmart him, so she gave in spinelessly, although she'd rather not. But this man was unyielding; she was certain she couldn't win against him.
"You know, my favorite thing is seeing you look helpless and unable to resist."
"You bastard!"
