The King's Demand

The King's Demand

What Are You Doing Here? Child Breeding Machine.

Lisa's POV

"You... what are you doing here?" I asked. I was shocked to see him at my house.

This unpleasant and egotistical person had no business being here. "What are you doing here?" I asked again, my voice rising in anger. He took a step closer to me, his eyes narrowing. Was he here because I hit him?

"I guess you don't know who I am yet," he stated. "My name..." Before he could finish his statement, I cut him off.

"Why should I be interested in knowing who you are?" I grinned. "A jerk like you." It was my turn to do whatever I pleased. After all, he came here looking for me. It's payback time.

"Lisa," my mother called me. I turned to face her. "Do you know him?"

"Yes, mother," I replied. "He's just a scumbag, lowlife guy that I met at the club. He's a rude jerk."

"Haha!" He laughed out loud. "A lowlife? Interesting."

"Like, seriously," I sneered. "Are you mocking me?"

"You don't know who you're planning to kill yet