Yetta Astir lifted her foot aiming to kick Basil Jaak's groin, but he was prepared and trapped her foot with his legs.
In order to maintain balance, Yetta had to turn her body sideways, revealing her back to Basil.
The dim light directly shone on Yetta's side profile, outlining her curvaceous figure. Basil was momentarily stunned.
Somehow, Basil involuntarily reached out to touch it.
The strong elasticity along with the vitality of youth immediately excited Basil, while Yetta's face turned crimson.
A thick murderous intent roared out from Yetta's eyes. Basil's pleasure was instantly quenched by Yetta's frigid demeanor, making him feel as if he had migrated from the equator to Antarctica in an instant.
"Basil Jaak, you…" Yetta clenched her fists in embarrassment and anger, wishing she could shoot Basil on the spot.
