He held his red cheek with a mischievous glint, gently caressing the spot where you had slapped him. "I know you were missing me too," he said, his tone almost playful.

Despite the countless rejections from you, he wasn't a man to surrender easily. "I won't give up," he declared, leaning closer as he easily towered over you with his height.

He was one of the most feared individuals, yet your presence continued to challenge his ego. The wind carried your scent, his hand reached toward you.