"You dare beg for him,"
Blaze growled in a low, deep and spine-chilling voice. His menacing glare held Amelia trapped like a hungry predator encircling its little prey. His breath was scorching and his grey orbs were shrouded like a dark cloud with smudges emitting tiny flashes of light.
Amelia struggled violently while trembling vigorously like a rabbit caught in a snare. Her heart was pounding widely in her ear, and her eyes felt as though they were about to pop out from its socket. A million thoughts ran through her head as she regretted taking Blaze for a contract husband.
"Tell me, Amelia, do you care that much for the motherf*king bastard?" Blaze's deep tone was dripping with venom.
"Go to hell." Amelia managed to say as she struggled more fiercely hitting Blaze in the chest with all her might.
