“What else do you want? You were the one who said he wanted a docile slave. But now, you are telling me you don't want it?” I stood from the ground I was kneeling on. “For God's sake, what you do you—”
“This.”
He turned so suddenly, I didn't register what was happening until he had me in a chokehold.
Yet, I didn't struggle.
I only narrowed my eyes to slits as I watched him, with a dark expression on my face.
“I don't want a docile slave. I want one who can fight me all the time.” He threw me to the floor and turned his back to me.
“But you turned me into who I am. You told me you need a pliant slave. Tell me, what else do you require from me? I've done everything in my power to please you, but it seems you are not one to be pleased.
You are nothing but a monster!”
“Good.” He turned
