Ambre couldn't help but cringe in pain as Graves pulled her ear. Hearing his words, she gulps before answering.
"Oui, you disgusting..." was all she could muster to say in response. Tears started rolling down her face, forming small rivers as they paved their curved way downwards.
She thought that if she managed to get released even under that demand, she'd do everything in her ability to prevent getting captured again. Her hatred for Sirians had only solidifed, all of the articles read and channels watched ended up being true to their word. Ambre had no choice but to submit to their demands and play their tune until she had a chance to escape their grasp. Even if it meant listening to this man...
