CECILIA'S POV
"Are you ready to speak now?" Jace queried, still grabbing my neck. For once in my life, I got frightened by him because of the fearful looking men who were now staring at me in disgust. I realized that if I dared tell him any more lies, I would get my throat cut off in a matter of a few seconds.
I shot a stern glance at the men, although I was a bit scared, I had to hide my fear away from them, if not, they would see me as being weak and end up overriding me.
Jace was never willing to let go of me, instead he held onto my neck more firmly as he urged me to speak up. "Alright, it's fine. I'll talk. You just have to stop holding me like I am one of your dirty slaves." I said rudely, finally surrendering to his threats.
His eyes widened in surprise, and so did that of the o
