Alexander's POV
The heat from my body quickly dissipated, and the sensation of hanging in mid-air put an unbearable strain on her heart, causing a dull ache in her left chest.
Although she knew the glass was very strong, she couldn't fully relax. When I mentioned the twenty-odd days of parole, she had to endure it just based on that. I could do as he pleased.
"I... I was wrong, but... you made me feel a bit sore just now," she stammered.
I smiled, saying, "Lying is even worse. Where does it hurt? You sounded so sweet; it doesn't seem like you're in pain."
As I spoke, I freed one hand and slowly reached between her legs. Her face immediately turned crimson, and she clenched her teeth to stifle her moans.
Fortunately, I quickly withdrew my hand, and the glistening moisture on my finger
