Johannes chuckled as he brushed his golden hair back. His matching eyes gleamed as his tan skin radiated. I glared at him. This bastard has no right to be so happy when others were suffering.
"Oh it seems like my dear Mila has healed faster than she should. I thought that I would keep you caged here for some more time my little bird. I'm afraid that if I let you go, you would just spread your wings and fly away. Am I wrong?"
My mouth filled with vomit. Jesus that was so cheesy that I think that I'm now lactose intolerant. But this mother fucker was right. If it weren't for him I wouldn't only spread my wings and fly away but also shit on the top of his head like a real bird would do.
Johannes quickly flashed Priscilla a glare as she lowered her head. He then peered in the room to look at her daughter. His eyes slightly closed as he smirked. Jesus!
