Selina's pupils contracted.
She glanced down at the cat-eared hood clenched in her hand, then up at the open mockery on Yongye's face. Shame and anger churned in her dark green eyes, but beneath them lay a fierce hope.
She moved slowly, but without hesitation. Against the hood, her dark green eyes looked sharper and brighter than ever.
Then her claws flashed like knives, quickly turning it into the upgraded version Yongye wanted...
When she was done, she raised her head to meet Yongye's gaze. Her voice was steady and clear, though its final note trembled faintly.
"Are you satisfied now? As long as you leave Batman alone, you can do whatever you want with me!"
Yongye smiled.
His smile was as bright as the afternoon sun over Manhattan, but the violence stirring in his eyes sent a chill down Selina's spine.
He slipped an arm around her waist and drew her close. Then he tilted his head toward the phonograph, lifting his chin slightly at its horn.
"Go stand over there."
Selina didn't think much of it.
She obediently took her place beside the phonograph, her back against its brass horn. The fitted lining of her tactical suit traced her sleek figure. She looked like a black cat backed into a corner, her spine still straight.
Yongye strolled over and stopped in front of her.
He reached out with his right hand and explored every rise and hollow.
"You..." Her voice came through clenched teeth, trembling. "Hurry up."
"Hurry up and do what?" Yongye leaned close to her ear. His breath brushed the flushed skin of her neck, his voice low and soft.
"Spell it out. Otherwise, how am I supposed to know?"
Selina bit her lower lip and let out a muffled sound through her nose.
She knew