ββ Are you foolish enough to believe I would not see you, Katerina? ββ He hissed through his teeth, racing to the woman behind him, and slamming her with a hand firmly positioned between her throat and the wall. ββ You must truly ache for a miserable and rotten end to your already worthless life. Is that it, Katerina? ββ His hand presses tighter into her throat, slamming her head against the wall at the same time he sulks her name out, like it were a pathetic, dreadful thing. ββ I suggest you speak. Quickly, love. Before I rip your insides out and pull them through your mouth. ββ / @mystcfclls










