Swear
Cold steel pressed against the stranger’s throat as Ash slowly pulls him into the darker and more isolated part of the resort. The man contorts his body several times, but Ash’s grip on him was so secure that even the strongest movement couldn’t make the woman lose her grip on him.

Ash then pushed the man against a stony wall and the man falls into the ground gasping for air. The man breathed slowly and then lifted his gaze onto Ash’s azure hues which froze the man for good.

She observed the stranger and a devilish smile spread across her face. “At first I didn’t recognize you. Though it gladdens me to see that you’re alive, it pisses me off that you’re here, Pyotr.”

Pyotr gnashed his jaw and slowly stood up, but his entire body was failing. It is as if he has been tied onto a big rock, pulling him back. He stared at the girl’s devilish look and feels his body stiffen into a rod when the smirk on her face spreads.

“Why the hell are you here?”

“Took you a while to recognize me.” Pyo
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