"Who hurt you?" He questions, staring deeply into my eyes
"W-what?" I ask, taken aback by his question.
"Who. Hurt. You?" He asks, slowly walking closer towards me
"N-no one." He was directly in front of me now.
"Bullshit." He spits. His rough hand grabs my chin and forces me to look directly into his beautiful eyes. I push his hand away from my chin and watch as his eyes darken and fist clenches.
I was scared. Scared of what he might do to me. After all, he was the most feared man in the world. People bowed down to him. He was the human definition of power but there were rules. Rules that had to be followed or he would kill.
Rule 1: Never look at him in the eye unless he gives you permission
Rule 2: Never lie to him
Rule 3: Never disrespect him
and I had just broken all three.