Beast-like panting echoed throughout the entire secret chamber.

Andrew was domineering and ferocious, and Nyx felt like a tiny boat caught in a raging storm, ready to capsize at any second.

With a martial god's body, she should not have feared ordinary physical harm. Yet Nyx felt utterly humiliated.

This bastard actually dared to force himself on her!

Face flushed red, she slapped Andrew across the face, sending him flying and crashing heavily into the corner. Enduring the trembling and dull