FALLON
“You fighting me is half the fun,” he softly chuckles, only for his eyes to move to Milo behind him. “What if I don’t want you to be just mine,” he says, his eyes remaining on Milo. While I briefly wonder if he is planning to pimp me out before deciding, I don’t really want the image in my head at the moment.
“You’ll let my father live?”
His eyes move back to mine and sparkle with amusement. “You’d really do anything for them, wouldn’t you?”
“You seem surprised,” I tell him.
“I am. I’ve seen people do some despicable things and one thing most have in common, they’ll betray those they love out of fear, not you.”
“Well, then they couldn’t love them if they wouldn’t give their lives for them,” I tell him.
He watches me for a second before he lets me go. I take a step back when
