Don’t make a deal with the man of the sharks Part III
“The only thing you’ll get from me is death from hell.”
“You...!”
“Shh, don’t get stubborn with me. Be a good boy and treat me like a tamed cat like before,” I sneered, stroking his jawline with the cigarette butt. “The more you do that to me, the more worthless you become, even more worthless than trash.”
“Sol.”
“And if you don’t want to be prey for the sharks, do not mess with me too much.” I turned his face to the clear blue sea, pushed it down further and forcefully made him see what was moving under the water. From the calm sea, two long fins emerged and started circling around. I guessed that Dylan and Dy woke up since Joel came to me.
These guys seemed to have a mysterious hunch whenever I was with any man.
“Do you see death putting a gun to your head and waiting to take you?”
“Y...You!”