❝ i bet you WOULD like to pop my head like a pimple, you sick bastard. ❞ too late he realizes his words could be inflammatory, and give ky’lar more ideas than he needs. eyes close tightly and he sighs deeply with much the same measure of control as the demon.

❝ sorry, that was dumb. i’ll shut up. what are my orders?

❞ still, if roman expects to get away with just an apology, he’s probably in for a big surprise.  

_{❝ oh, i’d do much more than simply that. ❞ he took a step forward, ❝ maybe i could rip apart that body of yours – piece by piece. ❞ a grin soon spread across his features. ❝ while you’re alive. ❞ it would only be fair in his mind.}

_{❝ of course, ❞  he said, changing the subject, ❝ i have hundreds i could torture back home.  even more who would enjoy the treatment, but i have to ask…. do you really hate this agreement of ours? ❞}