MIA'S POV
His body began to shiver and sweat profoundly and I still held his hands tightly in mine. I wanted him to see the pain of death that I had once went through because of him in my eyes and wanted to make him know how it felt.
“what do you see?” I asked him using the ultimate devilish tone mixed with hatred I had.
“Death” He stammered without even moving his eyes from mine and I smirked at him.
“And how does it feel?” I wanted to see him in more pain and crushed him hands in mine.
He wanted to tell due to the pain. His bones had definitely cracked and because of his old age, I knew it would take him double the time to heal the broken bones. His voice stopped at his throat and all he was able to do is hiss.
My vengeance was quenching its thirst and no words could describe the c
