Chapter 37. Father

Chantel Raven

My hand is a bit bloody; I can see some crimson tints on my hand when I look down at it. While looking down, I also notice how he has intertwined our two hands.

"So the blood is turning you on?" I asked Lexcis.

"Not quite. Your hand was on my face while you taunted me—"

"So the blood and the teasing, huh?" I smirked.

He inhales deeply, "Yes,"

I can't see his face fully since I'm facing forward and he's sitting behind me. I try to hold my laughter in, but I can't, so I let it all out.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh—" I attempt to speak in between laughs but I'm struggling, tears forming at the corners of my eyes.

"Chantel, you're really pushing me," he said, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"What will you do about it?" I said, challenging him with a mischievous grin.

I hear a deep growl from behind me;