"No, I don't want to learn!" she yelled, pushing him back. She was about to run, but he grabbed her by the wrist, and in seconds she was under him.
"It's not nice for you to run away when I’m talking."
"I'm old enough to think and decide about what to listen to, whether to leave or stay during a talk. "If it's too strong for you to understand what I’m saying, then let me simplify it. "It’s my wish to either stay or leave." She scowled back at him.
He took a step back at her sharp reply. He had known she had a quick tongue, but he had expected a scared little kitten, not the tigress now standing in front of him.
"Talking back to me is bad for you," he said.
"How else can I break it down for you? That’s my wish!"
Vincenzo leaned in and pecked her lips tightly. Her eyes widened in shock
