"Boring."
That word rang in Ysabella's ears like a loud bell, making her freeze.
'Boring…? My… I… I am… boring? All my efforts are boring?'
She forced herself to look at him, her gaze full of hatred.
Kaiser ignored her and stared at a corner under his bed's frame. There, a tiny camera was hung, recording everything that was happening. Kaiser opened his mouth and spoke.
"Shatter."
The camera folded inward, crushing itself instantly. Ysabella's eyes went wide in shock.
'How did he know…?! How did he even do that!'
Her eyes were filled with panic, and she struggled to escape from his grip. However, it was futile. It was like his hand was glued to her neck.
'Damnit! I'm fucked! Literally!'
She had initially planned on blackmailing him with the recording of them kissing. After all, she had set it in an ambiguous angle that would make it seem like he was the one who kissed her. However, her plan was realized and destroyed.
