Chp-50

Author Pov

Hazel gulped when he put the nail over his index finger. She can easily tell how old that nail is like someone has inherited such a dangerous thing to him. He stared at his finger getting busy with his thoughts as a small smirk didn’t fade away from his lips.

“Wanna hear a story?” He said finally raising his scary eyes to her scared ones. She didn’t reply and Cyrus wasn’t ready to let her go without scaring her more.

“There was a boy who once hated this tool more than anything but now he wants to keep it near him all the time to not forget the memories he has attached to this sharp tool. ” He smiled evilly kneeling in front of her. She flinched when he held his hand up pointing the nail finger at himself.

“And that boy is me.” He revealed making her gulp down. She flinched when he traced its sharp edge over the side of her face.

“Like this, the woman caressed his face. She told him something to do but he didn’t. And she was too eager to punish him.” He mumbled stopping the