NALEDI’S POV
“What makes you think you have a choice?” He roared, stepping forward, “The day you signed a deal with me, you sold your life to me. Do I need to remind you what that means?”
I watched the scariest look grow on Luka’s face as he stepped closer to her, getting in her face.
“It means I own you! Every single inch of your dirty, malnourished and overused self. Don’t even try to test me because I am not in a good mood. Drop the attitude and get yourself treated. I wouldn’t say it again, Karen.”
She spat in his face. Bad move. Very bad move.
“I don’t care whatever deal I signed with you, Lunatic. I will only let myself get treated when I die.” She gritted. She meant every word. That bit was clear.
Luka stepped back, cleaning the saliva on his face, and shaking his head. B
