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With a face crumpled-like paper, Andreitte moves aside to avoid the Alpha King from touching her as he approaches her.
“So afraid of me, huh?” he said smirking. He moves further and extends his hand to get a hold of her wrist. He is enjoying the moment of having a playful moment with the hard-headed Zeta.
Her frowning face smirks too. “Get off your filthy hand from me,” she said as she resists and tries to remove his hand from her wrist.
Instead of removing his hand, however, he pulls her toward him and looks at her tenderly. “Are you still hurt down there? Are you feeling fine now? Next time, I will be gentler,” he asked in a murmuring way.
Andreitte’s face softens but she dares not let him see it. She looks at him with a cold face. “Yes. I am still hurting. You are such a barbaric
