A forced chuckle escaped the male's lips as you shoved Leon against the wall. "You won't give me your name, but you'll give me a good beating, huh? At least take me out to dinner," he joked. But you simply ignored his remarks, determined to at least knock him out or eliminate him by your hand.

Finally, you had an advantage on him. You shoved him to the ground, pushing your heel on his cheek. He stared up at you through his blue eyes, a smirk forming on his face. "Harder, love. You can do it."