Threatened with A Life

Rain let out a low mocking laughter. "...or you're just trying to avoid the question."

From under her dense lashes, her drooping eyelids eyed him drowsily as she spoke strong statements in weak jeering tones; "What are you so insecure about, sire? You can't be this wary of me for no reason. 

Tell me, to what use am I to you?"

Soon, she paused, propped her arm erect on the bed and threw her head limply to a side. "Does my identity frighten you that much that you needed to suppress me this way? Or could this simply be a leeway to get off your…"

Reflexively, Rain let out a soft moan in pain. The pang had interrupted her and she didn't get to vent the arrogances she had in mind.

Gritting in pain, she clenched her teeth tight and her fingers clutched on the bed while another massaged the pang dispersing through her thigh. She knew the wicked man was being deliberate in suddenly closing her wound this painfully in order to shut her up.