"Let me give you a taste of my skills. I avoided important acupoints." Freya uttered, meeting his dark gaze, causing a shiver to run down her spine.
Had it been someone else, this man would have acted by now.
But because it was her, he could only glare at her with frustration and annoyance.
Freya relished seeing a man in such a vexed state. Smugly, she blinked, ready to mock him, but he swiftly sealed her lips.
Just as she was nearly suffocating, he released her, declaring, "For your earlier behaviour, change from one month to one week, no discussion."
Wait, what?
One reaps what they sow!
Before she could speak, the man's voice came again, "You screwed up."
...
Half an hour later.
Freya dashed into the bathroom.
Gazing at her reflection in the mirror, her face flushed, her hair
