Leilani.
The moment I struck Clement or whatever his name was, silence settled in the room like a cloud of dark smoke.
The air was so dense and so thick with uncomfortable tension that you could literally cut through it with a knife.
Clement fell to the floor with a loud thump whilst clutching at his throat like I'd strangled him and not slapped his cheek, and Ashe cried out for mercy like the pathetic shit that he was, all I felt was an immeasurable amount of irritation.
I was disgusted. To no end.
I wanted to tie him up to the ceiling but in an upside down position and then shake him so hard until I got all the information I wanted out of him.
But I couldn't torture him like that. Especially not here.
