Five years of time, her best and most beautiful youth was spent by this man's side, wearing a mask of gentle charm, smiling brilliantly by his side, obeying him, and being docile.
Nicole felt a bit dazed, her gaze turned deep and distant.
Five years of time should evoke feelings even towards a domesticated animal, let alone him who had adored her for five years and was the only man who had ever had her.
Her gaze was somewhat hazy, a pallor graced her face, her pitiful demeanor stirred his heart.
Thinking back on those times they shared, and now she's pointing a gun at him, Jose Floyd's eyes turned incredibly cold. He reached out and swiftly seized the gun placed before his chest.
Nicole snapped back to reality, but it was all too late. His actions were swift and effortless, snatching the gun from her hand with ease.
Nicole's face turned ashen. A master truly remains a master, she, as his disciple, was utterly defenseless against him!
