Leon spat the building blood in his mouth after you had kicked him down to his knees. He glanced up at you with a scowl but unfortunately, that gave him the perfect view of your lush body and smug expression—it was unfair.

He felt spiteful over the fact that instead of thinking of ways to knock you down, he was thinking of pulling your pants down and shoving his nose and tongue in between your legs.

“You won’t get away with this,” he growled, trying to distract himself from his thoughts.