C97 I Don't Beg
AXEL
I stared into her eyes. She was becoming too rude. That’s what fucking happens when you try to show someone how much you care—they don’t fucking value it. She has to keep that in her damn mind: it’s always up to us. If she can’t fucking respect us, she can leave.
“Fine, Axel,” she said carefully, her voice trembling. “I’ll stay and do as I’m told.” She threw the key on the floor
