The girl herself was still dangling in Aiden's iron grip, legs kicking uselessly in the air like she was trying to levitate away from him. Her face was a perfect shade of scarlet, eyes wide with pure shock, but she couldn't look away from the smirk on his handsome face. The twin red bows on her uniform skirt fluttered as she twisted, the glossy fabric of her red velvet cape brushing against his arms. A few strands had already escaped her ponytail and clung to her flushed cheeks.
Aiden just held her there, eyes locked on her impossibly huge breasts, and smirked.
Violetta started fidgeting in his grip, dangling as she looked toward the students talking about her, cheeks burning hotter than a dragon's fire. She opened her mouth and shouted, voice cracking like a tomboy who'd rather punch than squeal, "Y-you shits… What're you looking at… Get the fuck out of here!"
