Warren's cold, rough hands grabbed my face and completely immobilized me.
"Listen up, you little b***h. You're wearing my patience out. So I'll get to the point and you're going to answer me right now" His voice had lost its charm.
His eyes were bloodshot as my chest felt like it was going to explode. I felt his hand run down my cheek and down to my neck, stopping me from breathing.
"If you keep fighting me, it will hurt more", he said.
At first I didn't understand what he was saying, but when I struggled to stop hearing him, it felt like a million daggers were stabbing into my chest.
"Do you really think you can take me on? You better be a good girl and find the last altar for me. You'll figure it out and help me open the door to the dark world. Are you getting it, you little b***
