I was planted near the hole, watching a golf ball fly towards me from afar, eventually smashing hard between my legs.
The previously flaccid area took another heavy blow, and I couldn't help but whimper before immediately receiving a slap.
— Flagpoles don't make sounds.
Only after the golf ball had battered me black and blue all over did Kael stand before me, feeling thoroughly satisfied.
"Genevieve, the ball didn't go in the hole," he said in a pitiful tone.
Genevieve blinked her eyes, then yanked my hair, forcing me to use my mouth to pick up the ball and place it in the hole.
"Look, now it's in."
The two happily embraced and kissed, while I collapsed on the ground thinking it was finally over.
Unexpectedly, Genevieve gripped my chin, staring into my eyes with a hint of tenderness.
"Harlow, we'll see you again in a second."
My pupils constricted sharply.
The next moment, I found myself standing upright on the ground again.