Chapter 6-1
With a derisive snort, I become motionless. Accepting the defeat, it's all I can do for now. I'm going nowhere unless I hear this brute out.
"Fine." I spit, feigning an air of calmness. "I'll listen." "Good girl." He teases, gradually releasing me from his grip. Surveying me carefully, Dante folds his arms. He's blocking the door completely, leaning against it with a smirk, just in case I decide not to cooperate. "So...care to justify why you're holding me captive?" I grunt, copying his stance and keeping my distance. "Despite your fake reassurances that you wouldn't hold me here against my will?"