Sonde's previously amused eyes slowly turned cold.
He reached out, gently placing his hand on Elisa's leg. She smiled with pleasure, wriggling to press her hips closer to his lap.
Sonde stayed silent as his hand continued moving upward, sliding over her waist, brushing past her breast, and finally stopping at her neck. "Elisa, what if I squeeze too hard..."
His hand tightened slowly, though his tone remained gentle. "Do you think I might accidentally kill you? All of Father's efforts in grooming you would be wasted, and he might be very upset."
Elisa's neck extended as she began to feel the choke. Her once seductive eyes turned frantic. She clawed at Sonde's hand, but his grip was like an iron clamp, effortlessly squeezing her neck. It seemed a slight twist was all it would take for he
