Warnings

Nicholas's P.O.V

I enjoyed Megan's reaction as she knew that she had fallen prey under my strong arms. I could decide on whatever I wanted to do with her leg now.

I had deliberately used the balm to press it on her legs as her reaction was priceless.

"That hurts, please let go of me," she pleaded.

It was nice to hear her beg for mercy but it didn't give me any justice, she deserved more and she was too mouthy.

Ignoring her, I used both hands to slightly press the wound, it started bleeding, even the stitched place was now bleeding.

Megan's outcry was horrible as she tried wriggling her way out of my hands.

That was an impossible task.

She cried, tears flowing down her cheeks as she collapsed on the sofa from excess tears.

Our eyes met, I had the devil's look, I did not care whether I had inflicted much pains on her or not; it mattered less to me, I had a point to make, and she was going to l listen up.