Maybe she's right

As Alex reflected on Sophia's words, he realized that she was not just any ordinary girl. She was likely a trained warrior, skilled in combat and not afraid to use her abilities. The fear that coursed through his spine told him he was ****. He took a step back, feeling himself grow suddenly weak. "I...I don't want any trouble," he muttered, feeling the warmth of Sophia's mocking laughter on his skin.

"A big, strong man like you afraid of a little woman?" she taunted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Alex felt his legs trembling beneath him as he watched Sophia approach. "Go to your knees," she commanded, "or I'll kick your ass!" Alex complied, lowering himself to the cold floor. Sophia's hand ran through his hair, her touch making Alex's heart skip a beat. She gazed at his ample chest, her face twisting into a grin. "Tell me where the jewels are," she repeated, "or I swear I'll rip them from your cold, dead hands."

Alex revealed that the jewels were hidden beneath his bed. Sophia went to retrieve them, and as she did so, she had a thought. She turned to Alex, her eyes flashing with mischief, and kissed him roughly on the mouth. "You're a disgusting coward and sissy," she whispered, "but at least you took the wiser decision." With those words, Sophia collected the jewels and left, leaving Alex humbled and in tears, wondering what had just transpired.