"Tell me, who are you?" Isabella asked with a stern expression.

Yohan stared into the muzzle of the gun, at this range it was easily considered as point blank because there was no way she was ever missing from this close.

Still, Yohan remained very calm

"Go ahead, fire it... I’m really curious to see what would happen," a small smirk even appeared on his face.

"W-What do you mean ’what would happen’, you are going to fucking die..." she was taken back by his senseless statement.

"That’s if I get hit," his expression became even more cocky. He was almost starting to look excited.

That alone sent shivers down her spine.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" She lost strength in her hand and had to support it with her second hand.

Her eyes shifted to the door and back, she was freaked out. There was no hesitation in his eyes.

Just as her eyes moved to the door one more time, Yohan snatched the gun away from her hand.

’She was hesitant to do it because she was considering getting out of here, unfortunately the number one rule of any fight is never take your eyes off your opponent’ 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

This event also made Yohan realize that as long as it was close range, it wasn’t that difficult going against a gun.

But in the end, there’s no telling what would have happened if she had really fired it,

’it’s hard to believe that I literally almost just died’

He stared at her with a cold expression as she trembled in fear.

"How do you guys have guns?" He asked with an unsettling calmness.

She didn’t answer, caught in a daze by his actions. Panic flashed across her face as she remained fixed on the gun in his hand.

But wasn’t holding it threateningly, he wasn’t even looking at it.

"Don’t worry am not going to use it, but you better answer me quickly,"

Isabella forced a bold grin, even with sweat rolling down her face.

"Do you think I’ll even tell you anything if you threaten me with it?" Her voice cracked as she spoke.

"I said I don’t have any time to waste..." he said with a blank stare.

"and I said I am not going to tell you—"

Yohan suddenly grabbed her by the neck, slamming her back as he pinned her in place with one hand. His fingers wrapped around her throat and began to tighten, cutting off her breath inch by inch.

She choked and coughed as she began to struggle. She used all her strength against that one hand but he wasn’t fazed a single bit

"Are you going to kill me? Why don’t you do it! Go ahead and strangle me to death," she said after she began to lose her strength.

"You think you’re the only one that can be crazy? Well go ahead and do it, I don’t give a shit anymore,"

For a few seconds he stared at her with an indifferent expression, before he simply said.

"Okay,"

And immediately began applying pressure on her throat. She kicked and thrashed around, slapping and scratching as she mouthed words like ’Stop’ and ’Help’

But deep down she knew no one was coming, as her eyes began to go dark she realized that she was starting to die, he was actually going to kill her.

Suddenly a warm feeling filled her soul, it was like something she had always desired all her life but never knew existed.

Just as she began to savour it, Yohan’s hand left her neck and so did the heavenly feeling.

She was pulled back to this side, coughing and wheezing, her lungs desperately drawing in air. Her eyes watered as her body curled up.

Yet through all this that feeling couldn’t leave her mind.

’It felt like it was coming from his hand’

She couldn’t understand it at all, but she wanted to experience it another time.

The banging on the door was starting to get heavier, like they were using a very solid object to ram against it.

Yohan clicked his teeth realizing he had even less time than he expected.

He looked around the room, while Isabella had stopped coughing and almost fully regained herself.

He tossed the gun on the bed and walked to the other side of the room, carefully checking the walls.

She stared at it in surprise, she wondered if it was her eyes deceiving her, or maybe he was just doing it to see what she would do.

’Well, wrong move because this time I’m going to kill you!’ she grabbed the gun but when she pointed it at him he wasn’t bothered in the least bit.

He just went on with using his hand to feel and push on the walls.

She wanted to do it but in the end she was unable to pull the trigger, instead she lowered the gun and rubbed her neck, gently holding it the way he had.

"Your husband is a crime boss, that means there has to be a secret passage somewhere right?" He gave her a glance before continuing with his task.

She couldn’t understand it, why was he so confident that she wouldn’t harm him and why did she all of a sudden want to get choked out by him.

"Why don’t you help me out?" He moved closer and sat beside her on the bed.

Then he stretched out his hand towards her neck, allowing his fingers to graze her skin.

She tried to hide it but he could see the longing under her expression, and that was what Yohan needed to see.

’So Lingering touch could also be used like this...’

He hadn’t even used it on her for more than half a second but it was far more effective.

That was because she was already choking out and she believed she was actually going to die. In the midst of that despair the touch must have given birth to a twisted thrill.

The moment his hand clasped around her throat, she let out a small gasp and closed her eyes as her body almost went completely limp. She accepted him without any resistance.