Chapter 782. Like a Man

Chantel Aeden Revia

The man wraps his hands around my throat and I grab two daggers, pushing them into his shoulders. He cries out in pain and lets go of me. "Nice try." I smile. "Now answer my questions. Did you feel like a man?"

"I'm not fucking answering you. You whore!" He yells in my face, getting all worked up. He tries to walk out of the sword but the handle is too big. It's too painful. Impossible. Even I couldn't get out of that. I'd have to yank the sword out of my leg and that's hard to do when it's stuck in the wall.

So yeah. He's a lost cause. Always was.

"Repeat what you said earlier." I whisper, wiggling the sword to hurt him more.

"What fucking part, bitch?!"

"The part about my sweet little angel." I smile as I think of Fayera. I then smile as I watch him actually attempt to say those words again.

As he opens his mouth to repeat the