The fear Neron felt from Bella and his raw rage pierced him to the core as he gazed at the cut on her lip and her torn dress.
“I don't like to get threatened, especially not by low-class filth like you. Hand the girl over, and I will let you die a less painful death.” Neron said with darkness in his eyes.
Although Bella fears Scar, Neron's cold rage terrified her even more, and every time her gaze met his icy stare, her heart missed a beat.
“Let me go. I think he's not kidding about killing you.” Bella mumbled, twisting her wrists.
Ignoring her words, Scar gazed into Neron’s bloodthirsty eyes and mockingly asked, “What if I refused, what are you going to do about it?”
“Make your death more painful than you can imagine,” Neron coldly said, taking a step closer.
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