"Tell me," the man lifted his head slightly, those deep, obsidian-like eyes staring at her, "I'll kill him for you."
Amanda Smith was completely stunned.
For a moment, she thought Samuel Johnson was joking, but being stared at by those sinister eyes, she was sure that Samuel Johnson... was serious.
This realization, however, left her at a loss for words.
What was he angry about?
Angry that she had been defiled by those men?
But... those men had clearly been sought out by him before...
She lay in bed, held by Samuel Johnson, and felt that everything was truly absurd.
She wanted to laugh, but there was a bitterness inside her that made it impossible to smile. After a while, she finally said softly, "Samuel, stop joking... Let go of me, you're making me uncomfortable."
The man looked at her darkly, motionless, his tone growing more ominous, "Who exactly was it?!!"