Not paying any heed to her pain, he replied, “Do you even know what a monster feels like?” Cupping her jaws in a brutal grip from one of his hands, he let his words out through his clenched teeth. “Do you even know what they do?” Jerking her face closer to him in the next second, he took her nape in the other hand, fisting her thick mass of hair in it. “Do you know what monsters are really for?” Taking one last predatory step toward her, leaving no space between them, he scoffed. “Tell me, do you?” His voice came out colder.
“No, I won't! Unhand me, right now!” Her force seemed no match for his vigour. Bringing her hand to the back of his hand, she tugged on it, managing to move a little bit of her hair from it. His grip only tightened as he focused her eyes further to look at him without any emotion in his inhuman eyes.
“Pray tell, do you?” He repeated his question to get an answer out of her.
Her face had turned red due to the force he was holding her jaws. Her own jaws set at his audacity.
“If I were the monster you so portrayed me to be, you must not be standing here arguing with me. You could have been bent over the bed where I could have done what a monster is meant to do,” he barely managed to control his temper to whisper in her ear. His short breaths fanned the entirety of the side of her head. As the silence stretched out, they both stood there condemning the other with wide, furious eyes. None wanted to back down from the staredown.
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