Chapter 6 Special Treatment

I think the quick sequence of events in my life overwhelmed me so much that I didn't hesitate to lift my hand and punch him in the face.

"Slave your face, asshole!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I think it's the first time I completely say that word. Thanks to him. He deserves it very much.

Cole's face turned slightly on the left because of my violent response. I hurriedly ran off before he could even react. I'm not just going to stand there and wait for him to punch me back.

My feet brought me to the crowded corridors.

What did he say? He'll protect me if I become his slave? He's so full of himself.  He thinks of people like objects and that he can own them. What a lunatic. He can protect his own ass if he wants.

I don't need his help.

This is me stupidly thinking that I can eat peacefully in the most dangerous place in the City. I looked around while gasping for air and clicking my knuckles. It's a habit. I do it when I'm nervous.