Chapter Twenty-Two

♕—Delilah

Whenever he is a tad bit nicer to me, I forget who he is. Satan, he was Satan in human form. A cruel merciless satan! I shot him a disgusted look before I faced the camera.

"Act miserable" he ordered in that bossy tone of his.

What the hell is wrong with him?!

I glared at him. "I don't have to act, I'm miserable"

"You don't look miserable"

I fisted my hands, and a pang of pain shot through my arm from where I had slit my wrist. "I'm not going to fake cry!" I told him.

"Then I should probably give you a real reason to cry" he threatened.

I didn't doubt it, I know he will do something so humiliating and cruel to me and he will surely make me cry but I still couldn't fake tears.

"I can look shaken up but I can't fake tears!" I told him once more.

"Just fucking do it, Delilah!"

Lorenzo was losing his patience with me, I almost wanted to laugh at that. At least I was able to make the ice king feel something even if it was frustration or anger.

I slowly took off my dres