Chapter 38:
FRANCESCA
" Please." I muttered softly under my breath, turning to him with pleading eyes.
He flashed me a smirk, showing his fangs and rotten tooth that were about to fall off, a foul smell floated right in the air after being emitted by his mouth.
I wanted to raise my hands and block my nose but I didn't know how that would look to him so I kept a pleading face.
He looked at me, looking me over from my head down to my toe.
I shuddered slightly.
I felt nervous under his gaze, I felt naked and I gulped without making a sound, looking away from him from a moment before he called out coldly with a shrink in his voice,
" Look at me , Francesa."
With that I looked up, my eyes becoming bigger and teary. He didn't look phased by the look on my face, instead he grinned and winked at me in a naughty manner.
" My slut." He whispered beneath his tongue.
