Her cold emotionless words hurt him more than he could have imagined. The hurt was evident in his beautiful features as he peered into her eyes for any flicker of emotions she held for him, but he found none.
"I will not give away any information which will jeopardize your life. You can torture me all you want if that's what pleases you." His reply was calm yet one could feel the underlying sentiments he held for her.
Her grip tightened on his chin as she clenched her jaw to show her annoyance. Her hand was quivering, she was putting up a bold front but he could feel it tremble.
"And why do you care for her life so much? You didn't seem to care about the life of Agent 35, whom you mercilessly tortured and whose severed head you sent us." The man behind her spoke for the first time and stepped up. They knew about his identity now, they knew who he was. Aselia knew it too. He knew she was smart but he had surely underestimated her.
