Mika let out a short laugh, amused by how quickly she'd switched roles.
"Oh? Is that so? And what exactly do you want as compensation for all the pain I've caused?"
The moment he asked, Yelena's face lit up like a child who had gotten her way. She threw the dramatic act away, leaning in close until her lips nearly brushed his, her voice breathless with excitement.
"Kisses! I want you to kiss me all over my face. Every single part, my cheeks, my forehead, my nose. Don't leave one inch untouched. That's what I want as compensation."
Mika chuckled, shaking his head with exasperation.
"You really are shameless. This is just you exploiting me. It's like bumping into someone on the street and then demanding money for emotional damages."
But Yelena didn't even flinch. Her eyes hardened, her grip on his shirt tightening with dangerous insistence.
