Lorraine Pov
Agatha paused at my thinly veiled threat and continued yelling at me like the slave I was. She need not remind me every second how disgusting my situation was, but I guess it gladdens her heart. I was furriated but then I had to hold myself back from hitting her as I don't wish to be sent back to the stinky dungeon by madam Talia.
"Don't you have anything to say, you stinky slave?" Agatha continued yelling at me on receiving no response. I thought as much, but then I savaged my lower lips and kept my eyes to the floor, but instantly, she held my chin and lifted my face. I could feel the painful sting of her fingers piercing into my skin, her eyes like terror wanting to tear me apart. As much I would love to devour her, I gnashed my teeth in anger. I shouldn't give her the pleasure of getting what she so desire.
"You arrogant slave." She pierced her fingers deeper making me moan in pains.
