“Very well then.”
He yanked my arm, locking it into a pair of cuffs.
"You don't have to treat me like an animal, do you?" I asked, glaring at him.
"Illegal immigrants like you are lower than animals."
I huffed and shot him another glare. "I was captured and sold without my permission. But of course, I don't expect someone like you to understand."
"Shut your mouth and walk," he snapped, shoving me forward.
"Bastard," I muttered under my breath.
Heartless brutes like him were better off dead than alive. What he was doing now was nothing short of betrayal. How dare he betrays Lord Zorro after receiving nothing but kindness?
A bitter taste lingered in the back of my throat, and no matter how much I swallowed, it wouldn't go away.
Outside, I joined the others. Milan was already in cuf
