"Wake up, bitch. It's my turn to play now."
Angelo opened his eyes and looked around. He was still in the house. What the hell happened? He was running because the bitch he'd captured had somehow linked a vampire. He looked up and saw a maniacal look in her eyes. He tried to sit up and felt searing hot pain from the silver chains. He was bound and the chains were heavier than the ones he'd used on her and her daughter.
"Go on and kill me, bitch. You won't get whatever it is you want."
"I will eventually. If you're a good boy, I'll let you live. Or I can just start chopping you up, let you heal, and start all over again. Personally, I'm hoping you choose option 2," Dominique laughed.
"You can't hurt me. You're human. And a weak woman at that."
"See, that's where you're wrong. I am human but I'm not weak," Dominique said as she stabbed the knife into his thigh just like he'd done to her.
