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CHAPTER HUNDRED EIGHTY

Roseline’s pov

I struggled to my feet and when Tyler tried to help me, I slapped his hand away. He tried to assist me again and I still slapped his hand away.

“Let me be, don’t you dare touch me with those dirty hands of yours.” I snapped, glaring at him with disgust.

When I looked at Liam, a sadistic smile formed on my lips and I stared into his eyes drowsily.

“You killed Cyrus, he was my favorite of them all, actually that was the commander of the first battalion I had ever led. You must feel like you’re something, isn’t that the case?” I asked, but he remained silent. “If it was how it had been before you killed me the first time, I would have spent weeks or even months here, but now look at you. You’re frightened, wondering if I was still alive.” I walked closer to him until I was only a meter or so away from him. “Things have changed.”

“I haven’t.” He said flatly, not tearing his eyes away from the gaze.

“You will,” I said matter-of-factly, in a voice thick with contempt. “That w
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