Chapter 123 Michael's Dark Intentions

• Michael's fingers reached out, gently wiping the tears that had streamed down my face. The wetness collected in his palm, a stark contrast to the warmth of his skin. My eyes followed the movement of his hand, feeling like I was a pet in his possession, helpless under his control. The power he had displayed earlier had left me shaken, and any thought of resistance seemed pointless now. All I could do was surrender to the situation, hoping for some semblance of mercy.
• "It seems you can be obedient when you want to," Michael observed, his voice carrying a note of satisfaction. He finally retracted his teeth, which had been hovering dangerously close to my skin moments before. I felt a small wave of relief wash over me, but it was quickly overshadowed by the lingering fear of what he might do next.
• "I promised your parents that I wouldn't let any harm come to you, and I always keep my promises," Michael continued, his tone softening slightly. "Unlike some people who make promises they have no intention of keeping."