ISLA
“ Please.” She begged.
I found it more enticing, sweeter whenever they begged. And right now, she was at my mercy but I wasn't giving it to her easily. She knew there was a price, turning back with pain shown on her face.
“ Please.” She muttered.
Her voice was quivering this time, I didn't say a word instead my grip on her hair got tighter like I wanted to pull her hair out.
“ f*****g b***h! Who thr f**k do you think you are to threaten me?” I asked her, I yelled into her face.
My eyes were blaring red, screaming at her as I pulled her down and she fell to my knees.
She was breathing heavily, gasping for air as she stared back at me with panic in her eyes.
“ I'm sorry!”
She muttered but it was too late, the only thing that could keep me in check was gone and all I needed
