บท 14: Chapter Fourteen

Ziza found herself within his grasp. His hand formed a firm grip around her nape. The pressure wasn't enough to hurt, but it was firm enough such that her fingers weren’t able to unwind his hold on her.

"You dare to slap me?” He grabbed hold of her by her arms, forcing her to hold his fierce gaze. Only his actions didn't bring out the desired effect. Instead, she went on to challenge him.

"What are you going to do huh? Beat me up again? Go ahead, you can break some bones while you're at it. I’m not afraid of you." She spat with vigour that matched his.

“Just take the damn money and disappear for good. I assure you, I can afford anything value you throw my way.” He growled.