NORAH STEWART'S POV
"It's not that tight."I told her as she tied my left foot to the chair this time reinforcing it to ensure I don't escape.
"I should have let those dogs devour you."She said with a smirk.
"I bet you should have,"I said sternly.
She slapped me so hard that I thought my cheek has been cut off. My mouth tasted blood and I spit it out in her face ignoring the consequences. My chances of escaping had hit the wall and maybe a miracle could save me.
She wiped off the spit in her face and cleared her throat noisely and spit on my face and since my mouth was already open, some of it went down my gut.
I tried all the means to throw up but it was in vain. I really hated this devil and nothing could deter me from telling Marcus about her and therefore a murder file against her
