CHAPTER 154

ZYLIAH'S POV

"Zyliah, my darling," Martino said as he stepped further into the room. His tone was anything but endearing or pleasant.

I gulped, stumbling backwards as I feared what he might do to me. "H-hi."

His lips stretched a bit, curling up. I raised my eyes to meet his gaze; they were cold, calculating, and promised danger. "You disappointed me."

I parted my lips to speak, but all they could do was tremble. No words came out.

He mimicked my open mouth, a brow raised ...