Elle's POV
"Arrrggghhhh. It hurts!” I yelled.
“It’ll be over soon.” Zack said as he sat in front of me staring at the work being done on me.
The buzzing sound stopped, “It’s done.” The bulky man who was drawing a tattoo on me said and stood up. I weakly looked at the red symbol on my arm as Zack said something to the other man in Chinese as he walked him out. I can still feel the pain. Drinking didn’t help that much.
Suddenly someone ruffled my hair gently, “You did good.” Zack said. He then looked at the empty dishes and patted my head, “That’s right. You should keep eating like this.”
Why the hell is he being nice.
I slapped his hand away, “Let me go.”
He glared at me.
“And what is this?” I pointed at the tattoo.
“It’s a mark of my property.”
“I’m not your property!”
“You are
