"What! What do you want me to compensate you for? You got what you wanted, don't act innocent!"
"Got what I wanted? What did I get? You, a several hundred-year-old, forcing yourself on a young man in his twenties. Have you no shame!"
"Say that again?"
"Say it again? You have no..."
Before John could finish, he felt a sudden surge of killing intent. As he turned around, he noticed a vine shooting up from the ground, aiming straight for his heart!
Seeing this, John quickly changed his tone.
"Shut up! I've made it clear, nothing happened today, we did nothing. Remember that!"
The Elf Queen turned around and with a wave of her hand, the vine coiled around John's waist and abdomen, tossing him and his scattered clothes out of the chamber.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch... What a crazy woman!"
John struggled to get up, put on his robe, and covered the kiss marks on his chest. The image of her perfect body involuntarily flashed in his mind.
