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Chapter 11: Empty eyes

Author: Annie
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-12 19:16:45

“Uhm… uhm…” I said, fidgeting with my hands.

Oh goodness, I shouldn’t have come here.

“Why? You can’t talk anymore now, Dolcezza? But you were quick to whine at dinner earlier, huh?” he smirked with a devilish grin, and I hated his guts.

I could see annoyance seeping into his face as he dropped the prisoner and wiped the blood on his shirt. Then he started moving closer, like a predator, until he was so close I could feel his breath on mine. He lifted my chin so I had to look into his eyes. The stench of blood on his hands made my stomach churn.

I looked into those eyes and saw how dark they were. They were like dark pit holes that needed a little light in them.

“Tell me now, Althea. What do you think I should do? Speak up!” he thundered, right near my face.

I took one last look at him and finally said.

“Mercy.. “Mercy. You… you show him mercy.” ” I said, with fear written all over my face while he took a quick glance at me before shoving my face away. He acted like he was disappoint
Annie

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