"Is it necessary?" Lucian asked, as Alisa's hand delivered another stinging slap to his left cheek.
Slap!
"Of course, otherwise wouldn't they be suspicious of how it could have taken over 3 hours? But thanks to your current appearance, the Sect Master will think that you, too, have failed and that I've taken my anger out on you." Alisa said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"Aghh..! It hurts, you know! Are you really not taking your anger out on your weak husband!?" Lucian whined, his cheeks reddening from the impact.
She chuckled, admiring the handprints she'd left on his pale skin, "Now, now, my dear husband. You're the one who suggested we make this believable. I'm just following your lead."
