"You're so stubborn, darling." Kraven mused as his fingers retreated completely.
Isadora's eyes snapped open at the loss, her lips pressing in a thin line as she glared at him.
"What?" He raised an eyebrow. "If you want it then say it."
"I'd rather leave," she replied, struggling against him but his weaves only got tighter causing her face to contour in pain.
Kraven barked a hard laugh at her reply. "Gods! You never learn."
She gasped as his hand around her neck got tighter until she could feel a crushing sensation. Her eyes widened in horror.
"I'll have to force it out of you then." He titled his head to the side, his lips wide in a haunting grin that sent shivers down her spine. "I wonder which will happen first… will you say the words I want? Or will you run out of breath before you do."
