"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.
