Avin smirked, you were seated on his lap while his hand was placed on your thigh with a knife pointed on his neck.

He chuckled and slowly rubbed circles on your inner thigh while pulling the blade away from your body.

“Now, now darling… How about you forgive me, hm?” You glared at him and pushed the knife closer.

“You wound me love.. I’m sorry ‘kay?” He caressed your cheeks and placed his hand on your waist.