"I'm not resisting you, Friedrich," Cecilia murmured, her voice betraying her guilt.
"Not resisting me?" Friedrich scoffed. "Cecilia, do you think I'm a fool who's easily deceived?"
Cecilia shook her head, "I don't."
"Then prove it to me."
Friedrich stared at Cecilia without blinking, the brown in his eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by a deep red emitting a faint light. In that instant, Friedrich's aura suddenly changed, becoming intimidating and authoritative, as if once caught in those blood-red eyes, one could never escape.
Friedrich took a step towards Cecilia, who startled and instinctively backed away. Friedrich didn't stop, advancing step by step until Cecilia's back hit the wall. He placed his arm against the wall next to Cecilia's ear, all traces of a smile gone from his
