"Kneel," Leon ordered Aarvi to follow his commands.
He had lots of time to play with her. First, he wanted to break her pride. Those angry eyes must be filled with shame. Those pressed lips in annoyance must quiver. Her cheeks should be flushed crying and crying a lot.
Then he will continue with the rest of the games.
"Leon Harmon," Aarvi warned through her teeth. She knew he was trying to humiliate her. Not in front of others but in her own eyes. He wants her to look down on herself.
Leon turned to his man and eyed one. That man moved the knife closer to the neck of Aarvi's man. Aarvi could see there was no fear in the Shadow team member's face. They were ready to die for her and he could be saved just by her kneeling.
Aarvi's eyes cast down when she fell on her knees. Her lips trembled trying to draw a breath through her mouth. Instead, a tear rolled down her cheek. At the same time, her feeble voice barely sounded, "Don't."
