My eyes didn't leave his. Later, the edge of my lips lifted. I even c****d my head to the side to let him know that he was absolutely idiotic.
"Dream on, Zachary," I spat.
If he thinks that I will be afraid or nervous of him, he is wrong. I lost my fear long ago, since they killed my baby. I would even be willing to drag myself to hell at this very moment just to strike a deal with evil.
I hate them that much. That's how much I loathe him.
His jaw tightened quickly. "You are bearing my child," he reminded me.
"Let me rephrase it, professor," I said mockingly. "You're just a donor, a sperm donor, to be exact."
The veins in his neck almost burst from anger.
"My womb, my decision. Put that in your mindless shithole, Zachary." I turned my back against him.
I was about to get into my ca
