"Want to see it?" Paul said with a grin.
Paul abruptly pressed his lips on mine, and I wasn't ready. I pushed him hard, but it didn't work on him; instead, he grabbed my wrist and kissed me. I was trying hard to keep my mouth shut, but after a great effort, I bit his lips.
"Ah," Paul winced as he stepped back from me. "You dare bite me again, Elena," he muttered in anguish, touching his lips.
"So, what exactly do you do? Do you want to slap me? I don't give a f**k about your threat, so go ahead," I said fiercely. I had enough of his insult; I could not take it anymore.
Paul grinned at me and said, "So, you're going to challenge me?"
As Paul said, he clutched my arms firmly. I stared at him in outrage. I really wanted to slap him.
"Listen to me," Paul said. "Tonight we shall have fun
