Chapter 72 Pussy Lesson (1)

• Angel
• I was the one who totured Thea with what I did last night, but now I was the one being totured.
• We had breakfast like other times but it was different, she was giving the cold and silent treatment and it was killing me. She wasn't looking at my face and her replies to my questions despite painfully polite didn't hide the hurt in the sound of her voice. I could have ordered her to look at me but strangely I didn't want to see her glaring or hateful eyes on me. For some annoying reason it bothered me.