Chapter 214 A Plaything

Mark’s hand with prominent joints pinched Arianne’s chin as he stepped forward and looked at her with an expression of ridicule.“I’ve... never seen you as family. Even when you were a kid, I’ve not forgotten about my revenge. Each time I saw you, I felt like killing you. When you reached puberty, I suddenly realized that you’ve grown up, growing easier on my eyes. Do you understand what I mean? I waited for you to reach eighteen before I had you, but Will Sivan took you from me. What belonged to me was sullied. What do you think I’ll do?” He continued to say, “How can you be so foolish to think of me as family? I’m someone who’s waiting to take your life. I’m only keeping you now as my plaything. Why do you think I forbid you from interacting with other men? It’s because, like an object, you’re my possession. I don’t like others touching you. I don’t love you, and I never will. I don’t care either if you don’t love me. Stop talking about how I took care of you for ten years. It’s no fu