~ISSA

“Shut up,” I muttered angrily as I drove to the lawyer’s house.

“Who are you talking to?” Yulia asked with a puzzled look on her face.

“He is taunting me,” I told her.

Iran had been laughing nonstop in my head ever since he fought his way out and unleashed hell on those witches. I could do nothing as he took control of my body while I was forced to take the back seat and helplessly watch.

I still had the taste of blood in my mouth and I fought the gag that was taking place ...