"Damn it, watch your mouth, Betty." Emily's roar stopped me from repeating myself.
"Are you trying to get us killed?"
"Oh, I don't know. Earlier, I felt as if my thoughts didn't belong to me anymore."
Just as I rejoiced that Ivan hadn't heard me clearly, he spoke as he tightened his grip around my throat.
Ivan strangled me so that I could look straight into his eyes. His slender pupils were like the gates of hell that had been opened a crack under the contrast of his dark green pupils, tempting people to go deeper and find out what was going on. I began to tremble and heat up in excitement, and I could feel my nipples erecting.
Then, I heard him ask me coldly, "Betty, what did you just say?"
There wasn't a single hint of emotion in his words, as if he was simply curious about what I had just said.
