Zara’s POV
I know that I am getting under his skin, I can feel it and it gives me a sadistic pleasure. Laszlo never did like anyone to answer back to him, arguing with his words earned you punishments that no human being should ever have to endure, each one carefully designed to leave no lasting marks on your body though, he wouldn't damage the merchandise.
He growls angrily as he glares at me, ‘everything I trained you for is the reason you stand here today.’ He states firmly, ‘Admit it, admit that if it wasn’t for me, for what I taught you, you never would have survived what they put you through, you’d never be the woman you are without me.’
I suck in a breath, my eyes narrowing with a deep unending fury that burns like fire through my veins.
‘I didn’t survive because of you’ I snarl
