Aslan's pov
The memories flash in front of my eyes like they happened yesterday. And they successfully killed the little ounce of pity I could have felt for this woman at my feet.
She seriously tried to poison me?
I shouldn't have lowered my guard.
I should have known this b***h didn't had a fuc*ing heart.
She was going to show her true nature one day.
I saved her from that fiance of hers, gave her a roof to stay under, provided her with a job and food and she wanted to kill me?
I guess I was too lenient on her.
It's time to show her the real me.
Leaning back, I enjoy the show. Sipping on my drink. Her tears of pain like holy water for my fuc*ed up mind.
" Pl...ease....hel...p"
That voice. What a sweet melody. Her hands were busy scratching her arms and neck. Red spots wer
