"You interrupted me again," Austin frowned, his left hand firmly holding Alysia's wrists above her head.
"Who gave you permission to massage my front?" Alysia shot him a glare. To her relief, this time, she found herself still retaining her original strength, unlike before when fear had paralyzed her. With a swift exertion of her power, she effortlessly freed both her wrists from Austin's grip and delivered a sharp kick to his groin.
[You've received a critical hit]
[HP -9999]
"Argh!" Austin doubled over in pain, immediately clasping his legs together and kneeling in agony.
Alysia's eyes shimmered with pleasure and delight. This was the moment she had been eagerly anticipating, the sight of Austin kneeling before her, unlike the morning when she had been completely at his mercy.
"You little..." Austin glared at Alysia, wanting to tear off her smug look completely.
