Chapter 112. Teaching

"You're thinking right, Angel, because I don't forgive—I kill if someone makes mistakes and does things I don't want," Priyank drawled, observing her reaction closely.

His eyes could discern her fear, the tremble in her limbs, and the silent plea for escape written across her face. Even without her saying a word, he could read it all in her body language.

Every nuance, every hint of innocence and dread seeping from her expression as she struggled to maintain her composure.

But that was the problem—he didn't want to see her like that. He didn't want her to show any sign of defiance or fear.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to show anything in my eyes. Please, don't kill me," Priya pleaded desperately, her words barely a whisper.

She couldn't die—not now, not like this. She was too young, too full of life to face death. She hadn't even finished college yet, and here he was, ready to snuff out her existence without a second thought.

It wasn't just a threat; she cou