"You can hurt me however you want, but I don't want to see you get hurt even further," Sol said to Lise, as he hugged her tighter when she bit him even harder. "I love you, Lise… I really do. Please don't do this to yourself. I want you to know that I will be with you no matter what…"
"I don't know Ava… " he smirked and stared at her. Somehow, it immediately made her wonder if he could read her mind. "Perhaps you should start thinking about… getting fucked by a drunk Lycan."
In the mafia world, there is a saying that whoever enters, first, can never go back, second, follow the rules, third, get a serpent tattoo, and finally, survive or die.
"And we were calling my boyfriend out, not you? Why are you here too?" Jeayan snapped. "Do you lack friends or something? Go check desperate.com whether there's anyone who's willing to talk with you!"