"I’m not afraid of you."
William ran the knife down her cheek. “I can make you afraid of me.” He said.
William started to gently cut into her cheek. “It looks pretty on you.” He said.
She bit her lip to keep from crying out in pain. After just a moment, she could feel wetness on her cheek. Blood. She gasped and her eyes met his, trying not to smile. “Red’s always been a good color on me.”
William smirked and pressed his finger lightly under the cut. “It truly is.” He said.
"More?" Jade whispered, staring up at him willingly. "Please, more." She licked her lips a little.















