I sobbed hard from the searing pain, body wracked with shudders as Viktor paced tight circles around my chair like a caged beast, his face twisted in furious red knots, boots thudding heavy on the stone floor with each angry stride.
"Where the hell is that Hellen bitch? She should be crawling here begging by now! Does she not care about your worthless hide?"
"Stop your damn crying already—it's grating!"
I couldn't stop, tears pouring endless even as Viktor snarled close, snatching up the discarded gag from the floor—sodden rag reeking of my spit and blood.
His rough fingers clamped my jaw vise-tight again, nails gouging fresh bruises as he wrenched my mouth open wide despite my frantic head shakes, prying my teeth apart brutal with his thumb hooked inside against my tongue.
