Evan's POV
"Mhm… mhm…" Amelia struggled to free her mouth. When she noticed that her small, clay-like hands couldn't stop me from unbuttoning, she scratched the wounds she had given me from the knife on my back.
Once I was sure that Amelia had gulped down the last drop of the herbal drink, I parted my mouth away from hers. What Amelia's face reflected was utter disgust for me.
She brought her hand that was void of handcuffs in the front when I was unbuttoning the shirt further.
"Argh! You rascal, leave me…" She poured down all her strength to growl at me.
I swatted her hand away and continued unbuttoning the shirt. Damn it! It had hardly been a few hours since I made her wear the shirt and it was decaying already. I should hurry up and bathe her. I quickly took off the
