“Danaye!” Deeply angered, Declan didn’t mind controlling his strength as Danaye started choking as she can’t breathe with his hand tightly wrapping around her small neck. Instinctively, she inhaled sharply but before she could even beg him, Declan growled, “EXPLAIN!”
Declan hadn’t loosen his grip as Danaye almost moaned his name trying to get free. “D-Declan…you’re h-hurting m-me…” She choked.
A surge of bolts travelled nonchalantly in Declan’s body as she heard his name on her soft voice and he almost momentarily forgot that he was supposed to be angry.
“Don’t you f*****g play with me, Danaye! I’ll rip that throat if you don’t speak—
“I-I c-can’t b-breathe…D-Declan…p-p-please…” Danaye cried. She felt dizzy and tears were flowing as she try to loosen his strong hands blocking the air
