Chapter 133: Rihanna's Plight

Alessia

Huh?

He stared at me with a surprised look on his face after making the statement. I gulped down into nothing and lowered my head as he stared at me intensely. His eyes darkened. I shifted uncomfortably on the chair as he kept staring at me without making a sound.

I wished he knew what his stare was going to me, maybe he would stop because my heart was beating rapidly. I couldn't stop it even if I wished to.

I breathed out in relief after he finally spoke up, breaking the silence that reigned inside the car. "Why do you want me to do such a thing?" He asked.

"That's because… I don't like to see other people suffer…" I muttered, and he arched his eyebrows.

"Huh?" He asked. His tone became colder and harder with each statement that he made.

He looked cold and unapproachable.

"Yeah. I want other slaves to suffer the same way I did," I muttered and fought back the tears that threatened to pour down from my eyes when I remembered what I'd passed through in the hands of Lennox