CHAPTER 28
There he was casually sitting on her bed wearing his expensive-looking Armani suit, a devilish smirk plastered on his face as his piercing gaze roamed her face.
"What do you want from me?" Amyla asked, shaking uncontrollably, not having time to recognize her own fear.
"Didn't I make it clear last time, what I want?"
"Are you going to hurt me?"
Zayan only chuckled although it lacked humour and Amyla could tell that it was more threatening than friendly.
"That depends on you how you behave, zaffiro. The more you resist and repudiate me the more you get punished and hurt,"
She had barely registered his answer when he patted the space next to him.
"Come here!" He said in a deep tone that made her flinch on the spot, scared to bones.
"Amyla!" He drew out her name and said i
