Chapter 38

SOMA:

He doesn’t resist. No, he doesn’t at all. Instead, he just looks down at me with a wide stare, telling me how surprised he is. But that doesn’t even last for long because he is back with the smirk for the umpteenth time.

“Don’t you think you’re going a little bit far? We could always talk out whatever is going on without getting violent,” he says, mockery laced in his tone.

“Oh, you think this is too far?” and I put more pressure on his neck. “What about this? How does it feel like?”

The crazy thing about it is that he doesn’t even flinch one bit. I think he might be entirely resistant to pain, which might be a disadvantage for me if this goes on like this.

“Still feels the same to me, Soma. I still can feel your anger pouring out through your arm. You might need to tone it down a bit,”