Chapter 14: Two conditions
Ash's pov ;
I was about to grab his neck but he dodged and grabbed me by the shoulders, pinning me against the wall.
"Hey, easy there. You don't wanna ruin this beautiful face of mine, do you?" He grinned widely, his eyes filled with excitement clearly finding solace by tormenting me.
Sadistic fucker!
His smirk was infuriating, mocking, and entirely too smug. How dare he come here after everything he had done?
"Fuck off!" I spat, struggling against his hold.
"Tsk, tsk. Language, darling. You're in a prison, remember? It's not a place to play around," He brought his face closer to my ear, his breath tickling my earlobe.
"Shut up! Get out of here. Why are you even here, you bastard?!"
"To see you, of course. To see how my precious actor is doing," His smirk widened making me irritated even more, his grip on my shoulder growing tighter to keep me in place. "And I see, you have become feisty while staying here. I'll make sure to fix that. I don't like you talking back to me."
Musturing up my entire strength I pushed him away from me and glared daggers at him. "Don't you dare touch me. I'll tear your throat apart."
He laughed menacingly. "I would love to see that. But that'll have to wait. For now, we need to talk. Don't you want to get out of here?