Michael reached out to touch the tears on my face and let them fill his palm.
My gaze moved along with his palm. I felt like I was his cat or dog, but his aura earlier really intimidated me. I didn't even have the slightest thought of resisting his actions. I could only surrender.
"It seems that you can be obedient as well," Michael said. He finally withdrew his teeth, which were extremely threatening to me. I was slightly relieved, but I still felt nervous about him.
Michael said, "I told your parents that I wouldn't let you get hurt. I always keep my promise. Unlike some people, not keeping their promises."
I pretended not to hear the sarcasm in his voice and rubbed the back of my neck.
"If I were really the person you claim I was, I wouldn't have stopped," Michael continued. "I'm not that b*stard. Do you understand?"
'But that doesn't make you a good person,' I thought.
