𝙫𝙚𝙞𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 ↞ 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑟

"Are you willing to negotiate with me?" he let his hand graze over her blushed cheek, kneeling down to her height so he could gaze into her eyes and concentrate. If he stared long enough, he would intimidate her just enough for her to give in and accept the negotiations - not that there were any so far. "Hm?" he caressed her neck with the tip of his finger, her chin slightly raised to glance at him, she was hesitant to pull away; her blushed cheeks proved how shy she was, as well as how seductive he sounded, that hoarse voice of his was definitely one to remember.

She stayed quiet out of curiosity; how would he react? Would he get mad? Frustrated? Hurt her? Touch her? That's exactly why she took her sweet time in replying to him.

"No?" he tugged at her chin, his eyes narrowing whilst he listened to her heavy breathing, her lips only slightly parted so she had room to exhale deeply. He felt as though she was letting out her nerves through that one breath, the sweat dripping from her skin made it clear how scared she was, or just how flustered she was - either way, Chan was pleased. "Am I scaring you?" he hummed, his head turning to where Peniel's body was now being dragged out, "aren't you saying goodbye to your friend?"

She refused to turn her head in that direction, she was squeamish by the sight of his blood, especially by the way it dripped slowly towards where her legs had collapsed. There was a sudden need to fall back into the wall and tuck her legs into her stomach, her face hidden between her legs. Chan turned her head away, now beginning to focus her attention on him for a second time, which she felt somewhat relieved by, he tutted and pushed her away.

"Felix," he stood to his feet and kicked at the floor, rubbing his shoes against the smears of blood tracing around the room. He waited just a few seconds before calling out to him a second time, "Feli-"

Chan stopped calling out to him once he walked in, his narrowed eyes aimed at the girl who still sat in fear on the cold tiles - Felix didn't look too happy about seeing her here, he chose to ignore her presence.

"Are you wanting me to interrogate her or not?" although he was talking about her, he felt too uncomfortable to look in her direction - at that point, he may as well directly ask her if she wants to be interrogated.

He began to gaze at her for just a second, seemingly pleased by how she'd tried to shuffle into the wall a second time - he found it amusing that she had nowhere to shuffle back into, she'd already slammed herself into the brick wall more than once.

His plan was to get information out of her another way, Felix could already tell what his plans were by the look of his smirk.

"Chan?" he was already fed up of his leader's actions and began to get frustrated easily, "right."

The girl squirmed at the touch of Felix's hand wrapped around her wrist, urging herself to pull away from his strong grip. He didn't even bother getting her to stand to her feet, instead he dragged her over the tiles with a harsh pull on her limp body. She looked over to Chan, hoping he'd interfere with Felix's frustrated temper, yet she was shocked to find him standing and watching, arms folded as though he was patiently waiting.

She snatched her hand away, pulling herself to her feet to realise Felix no longer looked intimidating - he was just slightly taller than her, the only reason she felt intimidated was because of how he seemed to tower over her and how he looked down on her with such anger.

He glared at her before pulling out a seat, nodding to it aggressively. "What?" he frowned once she backed away a second time, "are you wanting me to do it for you?" Felix reached his arm out to snatch her hand again, but her hand was dragged away the second he tried to swipe her. She was pulled aside and pushed to the seat, Chan's hand still gripping her arm tightly.