When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Isabella POV I looked at the rogue, who was semi-conscious and cuffed to the tree. It’s time to get some answers from this asshole. “Wake up,” I yelled while kicking his leg. The rogue let out a grunt at the impact and raised his head to look at me. A smirk grew on his face when his eyes met mine. I think I better change that attitude of his, I thought. I slowly slid out one of my daggers from my leg holster and looked at the blade like it was the most interesting thing I’d ever seen. I held a calm, cool, and collected tone when I said, “You are going to answer some questions.” I didn’t look at the rogue while I spoke. I continued to look over my blade. “Like f**k, Princess.” He said with a dry, raspy chuckle. Well, that was a mistake, I thought as I stabbed the dagger into his l