His handsome face was close to hers, his hot breath fanning the tip of her nose. His gaze was chilling, his voice intoxicating. "Can't satisfy you, hmm?"
"Wha...what?" Knowing what he meant, she feigned ignorance.
His narrow eyes thinned into slits. "Playing dumb?"
She nervously pressed her hands against his chest. "I'm not..."
His dark eyes flashed with a strange light. "Being dishonest?"
She guiltily looked away.
The next second, "AH!" She screamed in pain, realizing he had just bitten her lip forcefully.
He clearly had the air of teaching her a lesson, his voice cold. "So, you feel pain, yet you dare to speak to the media like that? Do you know what men fear most?"
She pursed her throbbing lips, her voice laced with grievance as she mumbled, "Being... questioned... about their abilities."
He lowered his body. "Hmm, so you do understand. Why weren't you scared when you did it? Afraid only now?"
