Michael pressed his lips into a firm line and twisted his hand down to her ankle, attempting to sprain it and give her less leverage in the dominate stance she had taken to.
"You will not speak to me that way, or assume anything that equates to my intellect!"
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"You will not speak to me that way, or assume anything that equates to my intellect!"