Alright, Prince" Ace said, his voice dripping with mock sweetness. "Last chance. Tell me what happened, or this little game of ours gets... interesting." Archer gritted his teeth. He hated the nickname, hated the way Ace was enjoying this, hated his own helplessness. But he couldn't reveal his secret, not here, not with Kristine watching. Fuck Kristine so much. "There's nothing to say," he growled. "Just let me go." Ace chuckled, a dark sound that sent shivers down Archer's spine. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against Archer's ear. "You're a terrible liar, Chevalier. I can practically smell your fear." --- Read to continue