Aldana Candi's chest rose and fell violently, her eyes filled with fear, and her ears rang with a roaring sound. It had been a long time since she'd suffered such violence, and it terrified her.
The wind from outside blew the sky-blue curtains, dispersing the last trace of warmth on her body. Her gaze at Liam Summer was as if she were looking at a monster, not a living human being.
"I won't." She swallowed a mouthful of blood, her voice hoarse and light, yet determined and stubborn, "You might as well kill me, and be done with it!"
It was as if he were a madman; what kind of devilish soul lay beneath this genteel facade? In the hands of this man, letting him do whatever he pleased, it was better to be killed outright.
Liam Summer laughed coldly and contemptuously, eyeing her, "It's not easy to die in my hands."
