A slap landed on his cheekbone, "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH AISHA."
I kicked him in the shin, sending him sprawling to the ground. "MY AISHA."
He whimpered, struggling to rise. I delivered a harsh kick to his back, eliciting a chorus of grunts.
"YOU THINK...
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