The only thing I could do was beg; there was nothing else I could do more than that. I knew he was going to hurt me even before he asked Taylor to bring me there; he must have already had the plan of hurting me, and there was no way I could have escaped from it at that moment.
"Are you going to plead or not?" he asked me in a low voice.
I could not plead for my life knowing that he was not going to forgive me rather there he was going to hold it against me and make sure that I'm constantly reminded that he was going to hurt me instead of pleading I'll be rather remain silent and let him do whatever it was he wanted to do to me instead of me to plead for something I knew I was not going to get.
"Cassandra, I want you to go on your knees right now and beg me. I have every reason to hurt you right now, but I am going to spare your life if you go down on your knees right now and beg me to forgive you," he said to me, staring at me with so much anger in his eyes.
