Orion’s eyes glittered with malice. I couldn’t tell if he was happy or pissed at this moment. His cruel smile told me he was pleased, but the tension in his arms and the way he strode towards me had me worried if I would survive him.
“Aww, my poor Willow,” he cooed as he brushed my hair away from my face. I wished I could pull away from him. “I have to say, this is perfect. I get to talk to you and you can’t interrupt or try to talk back.” He smirked.
I responded by closing my eyes. I would at least bar him from that small part of me. There was a resounding slap and my eyes popped open. I could feel the tingles on my cheek even if I couldn’t move.
“That’s better. Do you even know how furious I am with you? You’ve disobeyed me almost the entire time we’ve been here.” He crossed his arms
